Years later I still remember
Standing in your kitchen
I was tired from a long drive
And visit with friend in nursing home
You took me in your arms
You held me close
A strange thing happened
I felt completely at home
There in your arms
Years later I found the place
Where I really feel at home
And then I remembered
This city is where you lived
I remembered the strangeness
Of feeling at home in your arms
Then I smiled, realizing
It was only a sign
Of something wonderful to come
I thought it was you
I never felt that with anyone
So, I thought it was you
It wasn’t you that was home
It’s the city you lived
Where I feel at home
Thank you anyway.
© July 19, 2008
What a wonderful feeling it is to have that sense of home!
And thanks for a lovely poem and all the images that it created in my head!
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Thank you MargeKatherine. I am delighted you like this and I appreciate your commenting 🙂
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Ann – this is lovely.
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Thank you Laurie.
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