MÓNIKA TÓTH

 

What Is The Home?

 

A pen in my hand

Touched the paper

Color in my eyes

Beauty in my heart

I write about the home

What is the home?

Home is a beautiful place

Where roof is mine

Where door is mine

Where window is mine...

I smile happily

 

Sweet Destiny My Home

 

I confess

the truth is

you are my best friend

you belong in my heart

you belong in my soul…

Sweet destiny

 

Our Home

 

our home

is like a cosmos

beautiful and ugly

calm and chaotic

hot and cold

happy and unhappy

our home

full of rippling energy

full of desire

our home

is the smell of my life

 

MÓNIKA TÓTH