Home
by kram2
As I
sit here by our small fire
my thoughts I begin to ponder.
I wonder if my family still thinks of me,
about where I am, or what I set out to be.
When images of home enter my mind,
the tears sting so, I feel I will go blind.
But then I'll think back
on the many adventures we've endured,
about what they have taught me,
and how I've matured.
And I realize, no matter where we may roam,
as long as I am with you, I will always have a home.
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