Just Like Home Poem by Taylor Seaton

Just Like Home

Rating: 5.0


I was ambulating arbitrarily
In a husseling marketplace
Busseling
And
Overflowing
With the scent
Of Mexico
City.

Their English,
Simply
Not.
My Spanish,
Simply,
Poor.

But I feel
At home.

Their words
Mean nothing to me
But I know
Exactly
What
They're doing
And what
They're speaking of.

They're all looking,
Searching,
Needing,
Only to find
A little
Piece
of
Alive

Just like home.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jurietta Duraan 17 August 2008

Lovely piece... perceptive and full of empathy? You write very maturely Taylor.

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