~HOME~

Home is where one's heart is

Warmly reaching in

Pulling out the memories

From the chambers deep within.

Others know not the pictures

Just ones self is true

And if that's all that sees them

The memories remain but new.

Precious precious moments

Running through my mind

Takes all but just a minute

And just a little time.

To remember all the memories

And places I've called Home,

None is more special

Than those that warmed my own.

~d