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!
Yes it is always great to return home once again after being gone for a long while. this is a wonderful write thank you for sharing it with us. Scott
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That indeed is the greatness of home-coming!