We are going to our own home for the first time
My gypsy blood ready to grow roots
and memories that will intertwine our years like a vine
Ready to fill our yard with children, veggies and fruits
Praying our little garden reminds us of Zion
because every home is home away from home
until the lamb lays down with the lion
and sin and sadness are no longer known
~MJ
Reforming Joy 