Where I am from. <br />A thousand miles from here: <br /> <br />Gold-tinted corn stalks <br />Baby green soybeans <br />Prairie grass <br />Sway like the waves of the ocean <br />In the afternoon twilight <br /> <br />“Big sky country” <br />Sky ‘till the end of the world’s edge <br />A smudged corn-silk colored mark <br />So far away <br /> <br />I was born there <br />Nearly sixteen years ago, in this small <br />Midwestern campus town <br /> <br />Farmer’s Market outside <br />Kettle corn, homemade strawberry soap, and fresh peaches <br /> <br />Cul-de-sacs, tightly-knit communities <br />Where everyone knows you <br />Where you feel safe walking home at night <br /> <br />St. Patrick’s 10: 30 AM Church Choir <br />A family of grandfathers, mothers, dads, <br />Friends. <br />The music, the passion, the love <br /> <br />The civil rights movement is very present there <br />An influential Gay Straight Alliance <br />Shortage of racial slurs and jokes <br />Abundance of diversity <br /> <br />Where I am from. <br />My home. <br />They say home is where the heart is <br /> <br />At first, home was the comforting hills of Pennsylvania <br />Then it was the sweet rolling plains of Illinois <br /> <br />It is still Illinois <br />“Home is where the heart is” <br />And my heart has not left it, though I have <br />It waits for me to return <br /> <br />A thousand miles away <br />My heart resides<br /><br />gina prettybrowneyes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/home-is-where-the-heart-is-5/
