Today, I visited a place <br />A place they called home <br />No spot of deface <br />It was perfect in this loam <br /> <br />A lady called mother <br />Embraced me with love <br />I would clasp no other <br />Than the one mentioned above <br /> <br />Then a tall, lovely girl <br />Welcomed me with a luster <br />She looked more beautiful than a pearl <br />And I think they called her sister <br /> <br />I saw more and more faces <br />My eyes filled with awe <br />I’ve never seen like this a place <br />Scenic than an artist could even draw <br /> <br />This place called home <br />Was different from other <br />No words of it can touch a tome <br />It was wonderful, it had a mother <br /> <br /> <br />OCTOBER 29,2008<br /><br />sania harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-place-called-home-6/
