Dorothy and I are chanting . . .
"I want to go home;
I want to go home;
I want to go home."
I've said it before and I'll say it again,
Love to go out and about, but so love
going home again!
In thinking about home, I've come to
understand that it's not just those four
walls within which you live . . . Home
is that special, long-awaited phone call.
It's spending quality time with your son,
visiting a few days with your daughter.
Home is that special meal when you're
on the outs. It's a walk in the sun when
there hasn't been any for days. A late
night under the full moon when your
heart is hurting. And never to forget
reviewing your very own love story.
So yes, I want to go home . . . I'll have
to think just what that means right now!
so want to go home
tis said homes where the heart is
my heart belongs home
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