Home is where your heart lies
even if it is not a palace of
glittering golden staircase
bronzed with the ivory of
the banner inwhich you hold
Time can take away from us
a part of life inwhich we all
once knew, but it never can really
erase the memory of where we
called our home
Traveling throughout the world
with all its splendor, and seeing
the hills of each of its vallies, can
take you to the wonders that
nature can provide hidden beneath
the walls of her beauty, showering
us with hues of different colours that
translate into images formed in our mind
To see our life, and feel all the fortune
that has bestowde upon us, and for
the wealth of our given health, all of these
are commodities of our life, but none can
comepare to the walls of our heats where
the comfort of home once shadowed its
harbor of security that has left us with the
impression of there is no place like home........
Bonnie Collins
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-is-no-place-like-home-2/
