Home... Heart....Home
The ocean is vast
the journey is often sailed at full mast
sometimes I get that feeling that I have had before
that I am coming ashore
to a place that I adore
Home is where the heart lays
its where I never seem to part ways
even when I travel far & wide
it's forever by my side
It must be in my heart, this atomic DNA
it seems to feature in the behavior I display
this embedded feeling, this memory
of a place that I can call home
the summary
of where you feel you are held in arms
which shelter you from the harms
& the qualms of the stormy seas
& the windy trees
Home is where the heart lays
its where I never seem to part ways
even when I travel far & wide
it's forever by my side
