Missing Home
Missing
The familiar
The everyday
The comfortable fit
The joy of fresh days
A place with friends who
Who make me smile within
Glowing like a snowy field
Or a coastal landscape
I do love travel
But home is
Where my
Heart
Lives
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"The artist is the only one who knows that the world is a subjective creation, that there is a choice to be made, a selection of elements." Nin
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I guess home is where you make it. Sometimes the familiar is home or the comfortable. For me it is where peace abides and love abounds.
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Sometimes a genuine smile is home