walking in a new place
where i know no one
missing everyone
back home
sun is warmth
but not like back
home to have
so much love
caring people
around me
just missing it
where my home is
back in the state
i love so much
smiling when going
in that school back home
where people know me
celbrating the wonders
home o sweet home
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Christina, I have lived in the same area all of my life, but your poem made me think of what it would be like to move away. Nicely done!