Home Away From Home
Soon but not too soon I will have a home away from home and I'm pretty sure this
sounds unusual But I think I need to leave this sheltered little seed that I've been in
since the day I was born. I need to fall or at least be able to leapt in the air...
Living on campus will be a little scary, but it's me and it's a new experience. I told my
mom already and she says I will miss her. Yes I think I will but eventually I will get
used to seeing her on weekends or whenever I can. I feel that in order to grow you have
to plot a new seed in some other dirt. Maybe if it doesn't work and the sun light doesn't
come I will go back to my used to be home instead of the new one I will have. But I feel
an excited little voice as I think of living some where, where my family isn't. A rush, a
promise home away from home but never where my soul is at.
Copyright © Shahana Jackson | Year Posted 2005
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