Thoughts of Home Make My Heart Rewind
If home is where I go,
Who knows the fate that waits?
Home is where children were born and mistakes made.
It lies in the center of the universe, of my soul.
Where, I felt my first love.
My dad's heartbeat,
Where, I learned unconditional love.
That dad's hands' were for holding.
Not for scolding.
Where, I took my first step.
Stepping into my mother's warm loving arms',
Where, I felt safe in my father's arms'.
Where, I felt that first heart leap.
My first crush,
My parents' saw my first blush.
Where, I felt my first broken heart.
When my boyfriend moved,
I felt sadly confused.
Where, my broken heart healed.
Feeling a shield,
Where, I felt God's first embraces.
Where, I ran my first races.
Where, I heard my first bedtime story, forming imaginations in my young creative mind. Thoughts of home make my heart rewind.
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