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Familiar smiles....some known faces
Childhood memories...long summer races
A yellow little bird... its tune I knew
Will take me to the place where I grew
My vagabond heart needs to rest
After years...I'm returning to nest
A hometown boy returning home
I've been to Acapulco...and been to Rome
I hope to see my childhood friend
The wooden horse, my wish stallion...comprehend?
Sun kissed houses
Neat little places
Childhood memories
Some known faces
I pass by the brook, and there it stands
Miles of meadow, the outlands
Every single blade of grass
Was waiting for me... I too was!
Sorry, grass... but I can't stop
My home's calling, from hill top
Home again, I'm happy to be
Here I'll rest till eternity!
Saurabh Som
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Wednesday, February 06, 2008 |
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