Home Calling Poem by Benjamin Wiche

Home Calling



Home calling, a place where you're never dulling,
it's like a bound man whose freedom he's found,
life tends to bring us friends, a trend we wish
never to end...
Smiles fill your face as you journey your miles,
time is drawing close, your happy moment like a
boat sailing to the shore, home where you never
feel alone and love seems enough, Like a count
down to victory with friends new history, leaving
hissing because friends you'll be missing, knowing
that friends are treasures without measure...

Thursday, August 22, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom,friends,history,home,journey,leaving
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