Not quite home.

Still my house, not quite home;

Only a few signs I ever lived there.

Where I dwell, not quite home;

Only a few signs I even live here.

Home?

It seems a thousand miles away.

Sunset approaches and I look to the east (8-27-2011).

Posted on August 29, 2011, in Writing. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. nice poem! A friend of mine once commented that where-ever I’m NOT is my home!

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  2. It will be – I hope sooner rather than later.

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  3. Scott K. Johnson

    This is beautiful.

    ((hugs))

    Reply

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