Home was the sour taste of grapefruit
we'd share at breakfast
Home was the smell of salmon croquettes
you'd let me help make
Home was the tickle of root beer floats
we'd have as a treat
Home was always wherever you were
Home was the sound of life lessons
that soothed me to sleep
Home was the comfort of your smile
that warmed my heart
Home was the love of your embrace
that secured my safety
Home was always wherever you were
Home is in the notes of the song
reminding me of you
Home is in the random flashbacks
reminding me to keep going
Home is in my sons' 'I love you's
reminding me you're here
Home is within my soul where you are
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Mrs. Day
Everything I am, I am for other people. I am looking to get to know who I am for myself through my writing.
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