The Way Home

Missing my old home …..

old phots

Thinking of that  place
where I used to chase a butterfly.
wrote my name on walls,
climbed over trees ,
trying to reach the sky.

Remembering familiar voices
I used to hear everyday
whispering, laughing, giggling
those were old friends,
I used to go out with and play.

Reliving lost days with family
Mom used to cook for me
The day dad bought me my fave CD
Still with me,
Playing it when I’m free.

Time passes so quickly
Counting hours each day
Terribly missing every detail
Old memories will forever stay
Keeping it alive here everyday.

(◕‿◕✿) Nodz ~


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