by Gwenyth Hill   Dec 29, 2017

Homesickness is hard to describe
It leaves a burning, empty feeling inside

You feel close to tears and sometimes they fall
And it's not just felt by one person; it's felt by all

When you suffer from this, you often feel weak
But then you realise that it is not unique

As long as we have a place to call our own
As long as we all believe that we have a home

We will all feel this on occasion
It is just one way that we remain human


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