Home Is Where the Heart Is

home is the land in my dreams,

Those dreams of bonds of both joys, love & family.

Though longer still the stretch strains,

tearing my heart into a desperate longing for my love .

I shall sing in dreams my days of absence & in time we shall reunite .

Even i, A wounded man longing for a fading memory throughout sleepless nights .

I myself shall fade but live in memories & in dreams of those dear to my land.

In death i shall lie with my love, intimately understanding my course .

So let me die victorious ,knowing that i am one with my love .

Return my corpse a fossil ,to rest in the land of my sacrifice .

To lie down fertile in the land with my love .
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Dietrich Avatar
January 6, 2012 at 10:26 PM
I LOVE this one, sean. I can see why it is one of your best! where is your home??
Sherman Avatar
September 25, 2011 at 1:45 PM
I love it. The way you use the word fertile at the end is priceless!! The last line is...I can't phantham a response except, Thank you!
Claudine Avatar
September 26, 2011 at 6:11 AM
Thank you very much your comments mean the world to me, its my first time showing them to anyone, so thaks
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