“WHEN I THINK OF HOME….”

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WHEN I THINK OF HOME….

I think about the seeds I planted, that sprouted roots into a forming tree.

One that grew and it’s branches are of many, with so much more to come.

WHEN I THINK OF HOME….

I reminisc on the reason that I continued to keep going and not give up.

The motivation and inspiration, that became my fuel which kept myself moving forward.

WHEN I THINK OF HOME….

I look at the ones who harbor within my environment, utilizing my resources for their basic survival needs.

The hugs, kisses, love, respect, appreciation, gratefulness and praise they shed on me daily.

WHEN I THINK OF HOME….

I have to name everything that came out of me, all that is within me and all that I AM.

A place close to my heart not based on location, but rather a feeling that stays with me always.

TO MY CHILDREN

THANK YOU

FOR SHOWING ME

HOME IS WHERE THE HEART IS!!!

 

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