Home
I have been everywhere
wondered this world far and wide
I've been to the other side
but there's nothing like
coming home to Home
to sit on my front porch
and drink a glass of water
cut my grass on Saturday morning
and go out in the evening
to take a walk through the alleys
and on village lanes look into familiar faces
I want to live a simple life
wake up in the morning to birds
chirping in fields of gold and velvet green
take a long walk down the winding gravel road
listening to crickets singing their songs
I want to spend my days in the sweet sunshine
rock in my swing and watch my garden grow
I want to know that I'll always have someone to hold
a kinsman and woman I can take a blanket with
and freely go down to the creek
and let the water wash our feet in rituals
of kinship till we sleep and let go of time
I want to be away from these blinding city lights
and go somewhere I can see the stars at night
I want to go with someone to live the simple life
spend the days in the sweet forever sunshine
to rock in my swing and watch my garden grow green
I want to know I'll always have someone to hold
when I live the simple serene village life
away from the steep and craggy granite roads of the city
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