Coming Home Comments

Very well crafted.. beautiful...

You hold my hand I feel I am comming home. Lovely lines.Thanks for sharing.

Beautiful poem. One must appreciate your ideas.

yes brilliant, gentleness oozes like water, beautiful and unself conscious. Lovely

Thank you for sharing this piece of your life in your home country- - the feeling of homecoming when the man is just the right fit with both woman and child and life becomes a joy! Well done! !

Gentleness oozes from your eyes like water over a smooth stone, You hold my hand, i feel i am coming home.... brilliant expression. It was a nice day at the races you were with your boyfriend and daughter. Thanks.

its nice to have boy friends and with them daughters and you don't have to be under any obligation either to either love pursues lovely poetree are you

a poem of pure warmth with a feeling of being at home? ..............wonderfully written Hazel.

A touch of class. Lovely poem passionately penned from the heart.

love it, beautifully written :)

A wonderful poem dwelling upon the human relationships, effusing warmth.

years have passed many changes taking place Since I left Ireland many moons ago the changess I see every time I return. I love reading your work some reminds me of home. Well done. Annette.

So touching- well done my friend!

Gentleness oozes from your eyes like water over a smooth stone, You hold my hand, i feel i am coming home. beautiful write with matchless imagery, thanks for sharing dear Hazel

Lovely poem, Hazel. I especially like the last two lines: Gentleness oozes from your eyes like water over a smooth stone, You hold my hand, I feel I am coming home. Thank you for sharing with us.

'You hold my hand, i feel i am coming home. ' wow! the feelings! Here 'you' is as comfortable as home. I'm spellbound reading the poem. Thanks a lot for sharing a lovely poem.

Haha, I like the day at the races and the locals and loved ones having a craic which is enjoyed by all and many a grand man lines the beer tent and the thrills of the day recounted.

Without any fuss you showered your warmth, Outside the rain lashed down relentlessly, A very romantic ambiance is created! Enjoyed this wonderful meeting with your boyfriend!

You hold my hand, i feel i am coming home. The poem is a true beauty................10

Watching the races, I love it! Thanks for sharing, Hazel!