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Sitting where
I use to call home
But
Nothing seems the same
Years
Gone by
Everything has changed
The old house
It ain't no more
Like
We remember it
Every memory
Was built over
Rebuilt
To fit someones fancy
But
It will always be are childhood

No matter
How much it changes
What paths we go down
We all come back
And reminisce
While sad
Waiting for a lover
A husband
A wife
For just another

We always called it home
Now
No one claims it
We're petals in the wind
Missing what was
Anticipating what will be

We use to rush home
But
Now
We rush away
To homes
To Ohio
To kids
To lives
Far from 11 kids
And 1 house
The best years of our lives
Childhood
Adolescence
Family
No fights
No tears

But
Now
Life is so gruesome
Hope is a fleeting
Passing thought
Happiness
Is in his eyes
The invisble man
You've yet to meet
The one who takes my hand
And wipes the tears
The one
Who is
Now
Home
Far from Iowa
1 house
11 kids
A family
A home
Childhood bliss.

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Contributed by mathieu_j on Wednesday, 13th July 2005 @ 01:30:08 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



21
Sitting where
I use to call home
But
Nothing seems the same
Years
Gone by
Everything has changed
The old house
It ain't no more
Like
We remember it
Every memory
Was built over
Rebuilt
To fit someones fancy
But
It will always be are childhood

No matter
How much it changes
What paths we go down
We all come back
And reminisce
While sad
Waiting for a lover
A husband
A wife
For just another

We always called it home
Now
No one claims it
We're petals in the wind
Missing what was
Anticipating what will be

We use to rush home
But
Now
We rush away
To homes
To Ohio
To kids
To lives
Far from 11 kids
And 1 house
The best years of our lives
Childhood
Adolescence
Family
No fights
No tears

But
Now
Life is so gruesome
Hope is a fleeting
Passing thought
Happiness
Is in his eyes
The invisble man
You've yet to meet
The one who takes my hand
And wipes the tears
The one
Who is
Now
Home
Far from Iowa
1 house
11 kids
A family
A home
Childhood bliss.





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Re: Home (User Rating: 1 )
by MorningDove on Wednesday, 13th July 2005 @ 08:25:21 PM AEST
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Well, it is sad, but we truly can never go home again, even if the house is still there and still the same. The growth process changes us and all our childhood becomes memories. Good ones hopefully, but nevertheless, memories. Cherish them, and start your own home for your children to make memories in.

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