Just where is home, you may be tempted to ask.
Of all the locations, this old body sailed passed.
Is it a geographical country, or just a place?
A place within time, where I can see your face.
Where you feel the warmth, but not from the fire.
Where inspiration ensures, your soul sails higher.
Where gentleness forms, and colours the day.
Where you feel at peace, I really must say.
Is home within, your personal thoughts.
A place so complete, your needs are nought.
Is home a time, touched, within a lifetime or just a day.
Or just a peaceful place, for my head to lay.
Home is the place, so longingly missed whilst you are apart.
Home is the place, where a special lady holds my heart.
Home is the place, illuminated by the warmth of your smile.
Home is the place, where I will always travel that extra mile.
There is only one way to say
"I Love You"
But there are thousands of ways to demonstrate
Enjoy . Steve . Aka . The Old Sea Dog . 2004 . ©
An original created by "This Steve" for your consideration
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