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Jun 2021
There's always something that
reminds you of home.
A certain something,
A certain feel.
A certain someone that's become
A joyous lifetime of longevity.
The genius of violins & stringed
orchestra.
No matter where you go,
There's always something day by day.
No matter what's going on or
How old you feel,
This certain something that makes us
feel young again,
Whatever it may be.
There's always something that
reminds you of home, & for me.
You just happen to be that certain
something.
The second, first, all the way to infinity
thing I want to do.
The only place I really want to go.
No matter what's going on or
Who's around.
A place to call home,
A place to return to,
A place I can't wait to get back to.
You are that something, the fire
That crackles in the fireplace of my
eye.
The lock & key that makes me feel safe
and secure.
No matter where I go, I carry a piece of
you with me, always.
A piece of me I can't wait to get back
to,
& That's home
Kewayne Wadley
Written by
Kewayne Wadley  37/M/memphis tn
(37/M/memphis tn)   
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