Today, I visited a place
A place they called home
No spot of deface
It was perfect in this loam

A lady called mother
Embraced me with love
I would clasp no other
Than the one mentioned above

Then a tall, lovely girl
Welcomed me with a luster
She looked more beautiful than a pearl
And I think they called her sister

I saw more and more faces
My eyes filled with awe
I’ve never seen like this a place
Scenic than an artist could even draw

This place called home
Was different from other
No words of it can touch a tome
It was wonderful, it had a mother


OCTOBER 29,2008

sania harris

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-place-called-home-6/