Lynn Hanna Barany Poet Light Verse

Going Home

I want to visit my parent's home
That sits beside the river,
I want to sleep in that special room
Where the photos were framed in silver.

I want to sit in the kitchen
At that table made of oak,
I will drink coffee with my Dad
And laugh at all his jokes.

I want to do some shopping
Just Mom and I alone
She will say to everyone
Look, my daughter just came home.

I will go and visit my Uncle
And he will make me smile
With all his latest gossip
Now this may take awhile.

That home is someone elses now
I can't visit anymore,
I will never sit on their veranda
Or have a key to that front door.

What I would give to go back there
To see the boats cruise by,
Oh please God will you hold me
Please hold me while I cry.

Lynn Barany

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Phyllis Babcock August 27, 2011 at 2:00 PM There is nothing better than going home. I can feel the sadness in your poem. The place that meant so much to you now gone. I think I would sit and cry too if that happened. Hugs phyl Lynn Hanna Barany August 27, 2011 at 2:22 PM Thanks so much for your comment, new to this site I already know it is full of amazing talent and awesome people. Lynn Barany

Ryan Jackson August 27, 2011 at 7:53 AM Hello Lynn, cannot believe that I haven't read this piece by you yet! Loved it, as always you produce the most touching inspirational poems!! xx Lynn Hanna Barany August 27, 2011 at 2:20 PM Hi Ryan, Thanks for nice compliment....I do have a few poems stashed away that I have written over the past few years. Thanks for your continued support. Lynn

Constance La France August 26, 2011 at 7:04 PM Well, it is me that is crying Lynn, what a sadly beautiful poem, me too dear heart, I would give anything to go home again to those days of pure happiness, that unconditional love, but I only find them down that winding road, their names engraved in stone.. thanks Lynn for taking the time to view my poetry today, I so appreciated that~~ Lynn Hanna Barany August 27, 2011 at 2:22 PM Hi Rambling, thanks so much for your comment...it means alot to me. Lynn Barany

Johnny Sumler August 26, 2011 at 6:55 PM Wow Lynn you really write deep from with-in and spill everything out in lovely rhyme! Such a beautiful entry and great insert about your uncle and the gossip; laughed my dimples off! Yet a very touching ending to another well written Light Poetry of yours. You certainly are a wonderful writer! Lynn Hanna Barany August 27, 2011 at 2:24 PM Hi Johnny, Thanks so much...I am just starting to read your great poems.....Thanks for your support, I really appreciate it. Lynn Barany