My Home Poem by David Levitas

My Home



Oh how I desrire to visit the home where lies my heart
I've never been there but felt it from the yearning it feels,
The excitement it rivits and the folly it leadingly seals.
In a thousand faces I see it, in a thousand eyes it reflects
But before I find its certainty I know I must a thousand times recollect.

Monday, July 16, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: home,lies
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