He breathed his monotonous homely air
And felt it was not his time to be there,
And departed for world-famed distant shores
Where he believed happiness brimless flows.
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It is nice to visit foreign lands and unfamiliar places, but it is always nice to go back home. Home is where the heart is. A beautiful poem, exploring the adventure of change and the comfort of the familiar.
Truly, home is home and no other can really take its place.Loved reading the poem