Shadows cast on paths all worn,
these paths that once lead to my home,
now these paths are all worn,
and through these paths I walked alone.
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very very lovely poem. Gives you that great feeling almost detached from being away then comming back to something that once was splendid write. Lylyanna
Home is a sweet home always-memories cannot fade even one goes far away from home. Nicely expressed.