AWAY …..

A quiet thought, when day is done,

Someone might miss me, under the sun.

And in my heart, a space feels bare,

Missing someone, who isn’t there.

The real home calls, a picture bright,

Of rooms and faces, filled with light.

But home’s inside, a feeling deep,

Not just the walls where memories sleep.

Festivals here, lack a certain cheer,

The easy comfort, isn’t here.

Support feels distant, a helping hand unseen,

Comfort’s a wish, a forgotten scene.

Things were so simple, back in that place,

Now I must build, at my own pace.

The push to show, what I can do,

To prove I’m strong, and see things through.

To stand tall now, for all to see,

To earn respect, just being me.

It takes so much, this life I’ve made,

My heart, my body, often frayed.

It takes my strength, of mind and hand,

Just to live here, in this new land.

But new friends gather, close and kind,

A family built, of a different bind.

A wish for love, a gentle need,

A hug, a smile, a loving deed.

The pull to go back, where I belong,

The ache of absence, feels so strong.

Sometimes alone, in a busy street,

Missing the voices, oh so sweet.

Though life is hard, and paths diverge,

A new kind of home, starts to emerge.

Built by my hands, with effort and care,

A different story, blooming there.

I wish I could just turn and run,

Back to the place where life begun.

And in the crowds, I feel so small,

Sometimes alone, despite them all.