Home Again
Home has changed for me,
it was a place, a house, and a town;
it was Mom and Dad and friends;
then it wasn’t, it changed,
and I changed;
now it is a place with you, and friends,
and sometimes coffee shops;
I realize I couldn’t go back, those days were gone;
bittersweet at best,
and then came a freedom where home could be everywhere and anywhere;
and I was good alone with myself;
then I realize just those chats were home too,
so are ours over coffee, it’s a kind of home too;
and I didn’t miss my early home so much,
because it was a special memory and beautiful part of my life;
and now I see beauty,
and feel home in far more places,
and it’s lovely.