Home sweet home
Heavenly body, hurtling forward, carrying me home.
Home to where my heart is, home to where my family is,
Home sweet home.
Can you never go home again?
Will it never be the same as my memories?
I need my familiar things, familiar ways
I need to replenish myself; renew the ties that bind
Repair the bonds that must be stretched so far, to where we are now.
Copyright © Debra Hanna | Year Posted 2024
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