Homesick
Have you ever felt that you don't belong?
If you've ever wondered at feelings so strong.
A whispering breeze in the summer-time sun.
A yearning within you;
A longing to run.
My heart longs to be where the crystal streams flow.
I yearn for the meadows where buttercups grow.
Through cities and towns, or wherever I roam,
there's no sweeter place than the valleys of home.
Sometimes a stranger may smile knowingly,
or a bird singing sweetly high up in a tree.
Maybe a flower, a hedgerow or bush.
You're suddenly feeling lost
in the rush.
Cheer up, my heart, and be still, my mind.
One day you will be again with your own kind.
Meanwhile, remember that time waits for none,
so cherish each moment...
before it is gone.
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