Faye Gibson Poet Lay

Home

The journey, long, at last is o’er,
safely I stand before the door
of those four walls I call sweet home,
a simple place. For when I roam
home calls, a map within my heart,
not unlike a seafarer’s chart,
a guiding star, beckoning beam,
whispering softly like a dream
reminding of its happy charms
enveloping, like loving arms.
When I am sent away from you,
dear home, my life tasks to pursue,
I sense your pleasant spaces, all,
indoors and outdoors sweetly call.
I will return to your sweet pay,
treasures banked for reunion day.

March 30, 2022

Theme:  Home
Form L - Lay - New Poetry Contest
Constance La France, Sponsor

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Constance La France April 8, 2022 at 1:33 PM Faye, congratulations on your win in my Lay Contest with your wonderful poem ~Constance

Valsa George March 30, 2022 at 8:54 PM The longing for home and the joy and excitement of being back to its comforting presence after a period of straying away is beautifully described here ! Lovely write. I can so well relate to your feelings, Faye !

L Milton Hankins March 30, 2022 at 8:17 PM A lovely poem, surely expressing how much you hate to be away from your home. I can certainly relate to that!