Sometimes we’re in one place
when we wish to be in another
like a flower in a field
by other flowers
wishing to be in that field over there
in the distance
with those flowers she can connect to with more ease
yet sometimes she just has to be here
and there the feeling of not feeling at home
because of missing those we can connect to with more ease
a sense of being a bit out of place
a bit lost
something isn’t feeling right
a place to live in yet it doesn’t always feel like home
standing where I am
feeling a bit adrift
lost
missing those we used to see more
standing in one spot
feeling lost and adrift
home isn’t just where you live
sometimes it’s more other people
home isn’t always where you live or used to live
sometimes it’s near to those you are missing
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Yellow rose (Pseudonym) (
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Home is where your heart is, were you feel happiest and safest, enjoyed the read
Thankyou )) yes , it is .. but sometimes when I’m missing people I can just feel a bit lonely and sad . I used to live with my twin sister .. o don’t see her as much as I’d like so sometimes that makes me a bit sad .
Thanks so much for the kind comment
That's perfectly understandable, you are very welcome for the comment
A feeling that many have so nicely captured in this metaphor and explained as well. A most elucidating poem.
Thankyou for the lovely comment
This is a very relatable feeling and poem. Well expressed, my friend! Indeed, much wisdom in this one! 🌹👏
Thankyou 🙂
You are welcome, Caring dove!
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