home is where the heart is
two thousand miles away
home will be there waiting
for me on that sweet day
DAY 8 OF THE SEPTEMBER POETRY SERIES.
Thank you guys once more for joining me on this September Poetry Series! We are already over a week into this project of mine, and I’m enjoying this outlet immensely, so thank you for your support over these next few weeks.
Today let’s talk about a word that has very different meanings to all of us: Home. Take a moment to yourself, breathe in deeply, and close your eyes. Consider what home means to you, because I guarantee it has a wildly different image to you than it does to me.
Is it the people who make your home so special? Is it the place, or the food, or the pup barking at…
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