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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3 thoughts on “Missing Home

  1. 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.

    Love the photo

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