Home is where i belong
my fondest memories dwell there
being now so far away
my home has becomes all but a dream
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Day in day out i dream
of touching lifes and making a difference
If only i could find the cure for AIDS
or invent a drug that would make us all young again
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Love is the essence of my being
and the third best thing i love are books
cos the pleasures of a good book is like heaven on earth
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I loved my sunhine
to be in its rays and
feel its warmth upon my face
But alas!
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There are days when living seems impossible
days when when i feel that there is no hope
but if i can only see
that the pains and frustrations i feel so distinctly
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I grew up in a house full of books and so developed the hobby of reading, i started writing for fun in my early teens. There are so many things i want to do with my life but for now am a soldier with the Nigerian Army Corps of Signals.)
Home
Home is where i belong
my fondest memories dwell there
being now so far away
my home has becomes all but a dream
To my home i must return
but it is not as i left it
my home is shrunken and gray
and everyone has moved away
A golden truth i have learnt
that home is where i want it to be
home is here and now
home resides where delight is