Closing my eyes
I can smell the similar smells
Of the familiar streets
Closing my eyes I can hear the familiar sound of the dear trees
Closing my eyes I can see the clear blue sky
I can see the beauty of nature
Closing my eyes I simply see my home.
My, my own place where I grew up
I miss the streets
I miss the noise
I miss all the smells that
Tell me I'm home
Closing my eyes,
As tear falls down my
Sad and missing face...
I miss home so much I need to get away
I need to go there
Just to walk down MY streets
Just to see the beauty of it all It feels like I'm so far away It's so different around me That I cannot begin To explain what it is I feel Home sweet home Is a definite phrase I believe For home for me means At the moment everything...
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good write
keep it up