There is a home for me

Home! finally , its been so very long. Arduous
Train came in and let me off as i felt the air of home brush my brow
Unexcpected pleasure in the sites that i take for granted
wow, this is home, where i came to be and where i will always know
over the mountain and through the woods on a train to get to home
country is fine, yet home is where my soul is nurtured.
Home, not house , home is city , home is familiar smells, home is memories:
oh how i love home! Like a boiling pot of cinnamon sticks will warm my senses
these i know, these i love.

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