The homeplace is alive again,
It's over one hundred years old.
It has withstood many bad storms,
with winds that blew bitter cold
Things changed as the years went by
and those still living has moved away.
Grandpa's homeplace stood empty,
no longer filled with children at play
I would return every now and then,
the house and land were left to me
Each time I pulled in the driveway,
I knew this is where I wanted to be
We remodeled and live there now,
at the place where my roots began
My heart is filled with happiness,
to hear laughter there once again
Each room is filled with memories,
there's no place that I'd rather be
My parents shared their love here
and I pray that will happen for me.
The house is full of life once more
and never again will it stand alone
That old saying is certainly true,
"there is no place like home."
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a poem in any style on the theme 'home'.
That's it! No other rules... just stick to the theme!
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Author Notes
Marrying my wife of 44 years and moving back to the old home place several years ago, are the two smartest things that I've ever done...I dedicate this to my wife and son, Alice and Darren.
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