Finding Home
I'm one to wander gently,
Not cross borders to and fro,
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This is a beautiful poem on country and countryside having stunning expression and lovely collocation. We are living in such a place where mountains and sea, fields and meadows, moors, lakes and cities are around to us and are beautiful. The land that remains in one's heart and soul is his home. It has nicely been painted, let it be quoted... .. This land is in my heart and soul, It's the place I call my home, I have my fun times, my solitude, My feet, no reasons left to roam. Many thanks dear Sarah for sharing this captivating poem. Full vote.
This land is in my heart and soul, It's the place I call my home, I have my fun times, my solitude, My feet, no reasons left to roam. A beautiful ending, nicely penned. 10
We are rich, richer than we can imagine. We need to count our blessings, especially in America. I love the citation: We have the lakes, the mountains.... Nice write! Bonne chance!
Sometimes we forget how lucky we are with our surroundings, where we were born and what into. Sometimes its generous to take a step back and look. Thank you for your words Herbert