Back Home - Poem by Amy Phillip
So here I am, all alone…..
Gazing at an imaginary fire, picturing home…..
Thinking about happiness, cheerful faces….
longing for some joy, a few intimate moments….
Hardly believing, sadly realizing; what brought me to this level, of total loneliness…
But far from all, somewhere on my own….staring at a spot- a solid stone; I hardly remember, but I vaguely recall, my way back- The Way Back Home.
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