Going Home 1...
The thought of going home…makes me feel like a little peacock in the rain…makes me feel like running about hugging people…makes me feel like jumping up and down…makes me feel like packing my bags right now even though my trip is 8 days away…only 8 days!!...i should panic…so many lists to make….so many instructions to leave…but I’m too elated…I’m in the air…I’m going home…I just had to say I want to come home and everything else is taken care of…why they love their silly child so much remains a mystery to me…?!
Home is ma’s hugs and madness…home is my brother and his music….home is pa and his protective arms…home is my little doggie – auggie and his crazy loving…home is granny and her crazy talks…home is where I should be…home is where I am all the time…in my mind…in my heart…
I foresee many many more posts on this subject…hence the ‘Going home 1…’
: )
posted by drifting leaf @ 5:51 PM
4 Comments:
Its always good to be back on the road home again..
cheers
z
oh zofo...
cannot even begin to express what an incredible feeling that is...
Theres a fire thats been burning
Right outside my door
I cant see but I feel it
And it helps to keep me warm
So i, I dont mind
No i, I dont mind
So take, take me home
Cos I dont remember
Take, take me home
Cos I dont remember
Take, take me home
thats nice...thanks abodh
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