myleen aspiras (May 4,1974 / Philippines)

After a long years of not coming home
The form of communication is through telephone at home
How hard to sacrificed being away from home
There is no better place in this world only home
But there are some instances that i need to left at home
With a dreams to have my own house and eventually become home

One day i recieved a message from home that i need to go home
Immediately i packed my things and fly away to home
To my surprised when i saw my mother lay down on bed inside our home
Almost dying but she waited me to come home
I hug her with a tears overflowing on the floor of our home
I called her name, she open her eyes when she recognized my voice and look upon home,
She closed her eyes again and took her last breathe, she knew that i am in home.

The supposed to be a home-sweet-home became a home-sad-home...