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Being away from home makes me feel nostalgic
Missing all the humans, creatures and nature
The best of friends and even the disgusting neighbor
The birds that chirp the order in which we work
The girls short skirt the boys that flirt
The speaker box the rats the bats
The barber shop the bus stop, the dresser the bed
The uncivilized Rasta the bald head the dread
Things you never appreciate now takes time to appeal
Missing the comfort everything now seems real
Wanting to go back and tell others to appreciate
The good things they have before itís too late
Think about it? What would you do if you was at home
Licking a ice cream cone, racing through the dome
Or enjoying motherís nature relaxing all alone
At least I have been to the paradise land
So I can now sit and reminisce and smile at hand
Missing but loving all the things I did
So I can flashback and laugh as long as I live

Dedicated to persons far away from their homeland

J Allen

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by sugablaxx

SOunds like the lyrics to a song. Real nice poem also.

( Posted by: Siah [Member] On: December 7, 2006 )

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