Like a leaf torn...a bird thrown....
I flew here....I flew there...
Searching for the place called home....
My heart yearns for the place I seek...
Where I grew up among the trees and the mountain creek....
To count the days when I will go again...
Searching for the place called home....
The sky that beckons me, the arms that welcome me....
The familiar smell of the earth in the air that comforts me...
I look at the horizon to make that day come soon....
Searching for the place called home....
Sunday, January 11, 2009
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