A Little Too Far
Home isn’t just a place; it’s a feeling warm, familiar, and irreplaceable. No matter how far we wander, a part of us always longs for the comfort of home. This poem captures that bittersweet nostalgia, where memories of family, laughter, and love make every distance feel a little too far.
Long nights, city lights, but it ain't the same,
Heart’s still stuck in a picture frame.
Mom’s voice echoes through my mind,
Dad’s old jokes, the warmest kind.
Grandma’s food? A five-star meal,
No takeout hits the way that feels.
The couch still holds my shape, I bet,
From lazy Sundays I can't forget.
Four walls, one roof, but it’s more than a place,
It’s hugs, it’s laughs, it’s love in space.
Miles apart, but I still roam,
In every thought I’m back at home.
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