Home in My Dreams

Lorna

I dream of a place

Where I belong

Where I don't belong.

And sometimes

Stretch out my arms

To reach for the place

Where I don't live.

 

My soul is English

The flowers in my garden

Ring with

The boxwood and daisies

And glory of

My love

For the little island

Set in the sea

That's home for me

In my dreams.

  • Author: Lorna (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 12th, 2018 05:36
  • Comment from author about the poem: These feelings come from being the child of ex pats (English and Scottish) and knowing so much of the culture but being only a fractured part of it. For instance we were taken to the "Scottish Games" on 4th of July! Sort of floating between cultures.
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Tony36

    Well written and expressed

    • Lorna

      Thank you Tony - enjoy your day.....

      • Tony36

        Welcome

      • Caring dove

        very nice ..:-)



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