Then again I wish to write, .....
When we write something to you dear
Then I feel a sorrow
Here is the door where we meet
And filled words with love
And learn to earn something for our bread
And now a farewell tell you, dear
And now time come to go for our home
Not be crazy
Today or the other day we may go to our home
Where we born
Now we may try to laugh
And then start to cry
Not feel free to hide
The unsaid words
Right or wrong
Please drink this hot
And dressed for a walk
And not rush for home
Where we born
There is a nostalgia which works when we think of our home.Now, I don't want to say like John Masefield- - - - - - I must go down to the seas again.But I must say- - - I must go to my home again/where i was born! Loved reading.Kee thanks for visiting my page.
Home sweet home! True we always want to go home where there is love, comfort and peace. Beautiful write. I enjoyed it. Thank you.
Beautiful poem Kee. Very true said, everyone wish to go home where we born. Beautiful flow of words. Loved reading it.
To reach back home is everyone's wish! This wish is openly expressed! Nice write Kee!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Now we may try to laugh And then start to cry Not feel free to hide..........................nice poem...enjoyed reading