29
Jul 2009
Seen different people and places
From disgrace to embrace
Home is where the heart is
Memorized and fictionalize
Grown adult and moving
Don’t let the door hit you with that back swing
Confused, misused, and not understood
Too many falsehoods, from my childhood
I’m coming home where I belong
In the mind, where there is no time
Got my shoes clicking two by two
It’s me and you, mind, body, and soul
There’s no place like home
Category: Poetry
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