House-sitting
  JERRY BROWNING  

 ..FOLLOWING SEAS   

 

House-sitting
 

love haunts this house
‘though i’m just a stranger
i sense the warm hugs
and concerned conversation

love haunts this house
i dust an old manger
feeling restlessly full
and uneasy alone

love haunts this house
forget all the danger
when i find the right woman
i’ll build a safe home

   Virginia Beach, Virginia ‘89


 

 Intro Image - "Haunted Houst" - Quwatha Valentine               
 Empact Image - "Tattered Curtains" - Quwatha Valentine

 

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