Mother, I Am Home Comments

Home sweet home! ! This place, This land, This Country. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

A smallest error: not homless, but homeless. Thank you. A 10 Full Score and much much more! Thank you for sharing this emotive poem. Most beautifully worded.

As soonest as you feel that a certain place on earth is closest to your heart and you could feel the cosiness of that ground/ place, you call it home. Just a bare piece of ground you can call your home, since you are accustomed to that place, to every piece you have found, it be the breeze, the bird, the mist along the valley. At last you are no more homless and you can tell your mother that you have an own place you can call your HOME

I hear the robin chittering and playing in the morning, its red breast swollen with pride and belonging. I feel and see the mist creeping along the valley, like a dirty old shawl, carelessly thrown around my shoulder, the sun is persevering through. What a fine and loving expressions. very poetic. tony

really a beautiful pom penned; thanks for sharing

you are within you just the pure natural view the nature; the wholeness of nature lives into you you belongs to the nature the nature belongs to your desire