This is my home, my place of birth
The dearest spot to me on earth
Because it’s where my life did start,
I learned to love and use my heart.
For every moment of each day
When I was taught to speak and pray
This is the place I shall recall
That still remains the best of all.
A gentle touch, a tender hug
A handshake or a kindly tug
Are ways we show how much we care
And promise always to be there !
My heart is wild, I know the tune
I hear the sound midnight or noon
It echoes sadly aft we start
Before life ends or lives must part !
The thoughts they rise quick from the heart
So like a stream of stop and start
There is no way there is control
As words just start to roll and roll
Quite like the breeze or winds that blow
To keep recording with the flow
While from the mind this message send
T’would be alright if it should end !
You’ve been my love since you were small
I’ve watched you grow to be quite tall
I’ve followed all your childhood dreams
Though some were silly now it seems.
But as you grew along the way
You didn’t hesitate to say
The thoughts you held close to your heart
I sensed that you were kind and smart.
The time has proved I was not wrong
You’ve turned out good and wise and strong
How glad am I that you and me
Are part of the same family !
I left my heart high upon an ancient hill
Oerlooking wide and glist’ning portals of the past
Envisioned splendor though dead yet lingers still
As dreams that fade and hopes that could not last
There azure waves danced mildly on a white and sandy shore
Where echoes of a memory long to be heard forevermore !
Then as I gazed upon those fortresses of old
I trembled with the glory that once had been
Both proud and grand whilst steeped in purpose bold
Sad victim of time’s ravages then unforeseen
There scented breeze played softly through her waning twilight hours
Where shadows of desire lie dormant midst the fading flowers !
The rain that falls upon this place
The breeze that blows upon ones face
The leaves that flutter to the ground
The winds that rustle all around
The stars o’erhead that twinkle bright
The clouds that hustle day and night
The seas that play against the shore
The waves that feed the oceans roar
These things that keep our minds awake
Gods gifts that do our pleasures make !
Forgotten things you’ve left behind,
Footsteps in sand as days unwind,
A trail of tears that time may find,
The scent of air amidst the pine.
As I ponder those emotions past with feeling
Unto my thoughts a certain wisdom appealing,
It’s the sentiment I recall though not the love
Which fleeting time did somehow wither lust above,
Wherefore have I been, what lucid thoughts have I held
The pressing loss that truth indeed for lack compelled,
The stress did seem unreal and reason query why,
An ending to my passion, for this need imply.
Our lifespan covers a limited time, ought more,
And wanton waste, the seasons of our life deplore,
There are nought other worlds to conquer in our quest
To seek, enjoy, fulfill and leave behind the rest
Hence, can we not to live content with who we are,
For love as such, may curry favor near or far.
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Claire V. Bogdanos 