Apr 23, 2015 12:05
However life tumultuous be,
Whatever trails I roam,
A calling deep inside of me
Keeps bleating for a Home.
A Home where I myself can state
The firm beliefs I love;
A Place where others can relate
And see the strength thereof.
I cannot find that Home on streets
With daily passersby--
Only Here, with daily greets,
I find "at ease" to lie.
Written for the writing group's weekly theme of "Impact;" how the group has impacted us so far.