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Missing Home and Mom

By Daniel Francis Published 3 years ago • 1 min read

I'm here today, so far away, From the place that I call home. My heart is heavy, my soul is grey, As I wander and I roam. The sights and sounds around me, Are different than what I know. The people, food, and language, Make me feel so alone. I miss the comfort of my bed, The familiar sights of the street, The smell of my mother's cooking, And the friends that I used to meet. I long to hear my dog's bark, And my father's reassuring voice. I miss the sound of laughter, And the comfort of having a choice. But here I am, so far away, Trying to make it on my own. But no matter where I go or what I do, I can't shake the feeling of being alone. So I close my eyes and think of home, And I let the memories flow. I remember the love I've felt, And the joy I used to know. And even though I'm far away, I know that home is where my heart will stay. And one day soon, I'll be back again, In the place where I belong.

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    Written by Daniel Francis