I have been away for quite a while! As I sit and wonder what to put down, it occurs to me, there’s always room for another poem!
I have wandered, I have wondered
Where is my Home?
I have walked many miles, in search of the one place. The one peaceful place.
Where is my Home?
Is it with someone? Is it with something? Is it with an animal?
What is my Home?
As I sit wondering, it occurs to me.
When I live in the present, Home is right there!
When I love, Home is right there!
When I am peaceful, Home is right there!
Home is where you look for it.
Right there!
“Where thou art — that — is home.” — Emily Dickinson