Returning Home

by Melissa S. Masucci   Jul 30, 2006


The rolling hills pass by again
Drive through another sheet of rain
No sleep for me on this lengthy drive
Another state on the list goes by
Up and down the mountain's peak
Might miss something if I blink

A week away from stress and fear
Exciting things in store for me here
An adventure into new terrain
Yet all I want is to be home again
Numerous are the places I've been along
Yet without my love it all feels wrong

The world I've waited my life to see
Pining for the desert since I was three
An arid climate where my health is best
I can breathe like never before, blessed
Would spend my life in this beauty
But not without my love here with me

Vacations back here will come and go
Forgetting what's here for me, I know
What I return to is so much more
Than the ice and snow that I abhor
A country between us, I finally see
How much your love has meant to me

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  • 17 years ago

    by Mousie

    I liked this, it was sort of full of mystery in the beginning for me... And then you reveal the truth in the end, wonderful... i commend you on this poem 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by goddess-glamourpuss

    This was lovely and sweet. Your vocab choice really brings the images to life.
    It flowed really well and hey it even rhymed in places lol.
    Keep up the great work

  • 17 years ago

    by Darien

    I never really liked being away from home. I think I would get home sick. Unless I moved out on my own, but I could never leave my city. A really nice poem, you allowed the reader to enter your shoes and view things from your perspective. Very nice rhymes as well.

  • 17 years ago

    by Rachel

    I really liked that! It is one that I can relate to soooooo much and i can finally see in words how I was feeling. Thank you!

  • 17 years ago

    by Bret Higgins

    The is proof that you can use a rhyme scheme throughout a poem without it sounding forced. the flow is gentle and the diction is even and lacks any oppressive tones which helps me to feel like I'm sat in the back seat looking out the window and looking for state plates of cars passing by looking forward to seeing my old haunts, friends and family.

    A very pleasing poem.

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