Treasure Island

Adeline Foster

(Instructor of poetry, Hagerstown, MD)

~HOME IS


In all the lands I’ve traveled,
The places I have been,
Each man thinks his own land
Is the best he’s ever seen.

For the man born in the desert
Knows every grain of sand,
And acquaintance is the bond that ties
One’s heart to familiar land.

Or the man born to the mountain
Has climbed each rocky path;
No place on earth is dearer
Though velvet be its grass.

And the storms that rage a rocky coast
Are music to the ears
Of one who’s known their lonely cry
All through his youthful years.

I've known the joys of many lands,
No patriotism for me;
For earth belongs to God above,
And He sees not human boundary.

Although my heart may sympathize
With each man’s claim I meet,
Within my heart I realize
A lilt to my pilgrim feet.

For every man needs a place on earth
To call his very own,
And every person of whatever birth
Rejoices on the way back home.

Submitted: Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Edited: Wednesday, October 30, 2013

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  • Babatunde Aremu (11/11/2012 10:35:00 PM)

    This is a beautiful poem. The poem makes me to think of earthly and heavenly homes together. The use of imageries are powerful. Great write (Report) Reply

  • Renee' Marie (9/3/2012 1:48:00 PM)

    This is my favorite stanza: And the storms that rage a rocky coast
    Are music to the ears
    Of one who’s known their lonely cry
    All through his youthful years.... Although, I would change the gender to her youthful years, simply because we give the male gender to 99% of everything we do and say. I only refer to experiences in the male gender if it literally was attributed to or written for a male. (Report) Reply

  • khaled Elbalishy (12/30/2011 10:54:00 PM)

    The poem has a meaning in our life.Everyone loves the place where he was given birth.lovely poem of rich vocabulary.
    And every person of whatever birth
    Rejoices on the way back home.

    East or west, home is best.

    Please! enjoy my favourite poem:
    http: //www.poemhunter.com/members/mpoems/default.asp? show=poem&poem=28413627 (Report) Reply

  • Lynn Glover (7/6/2009 3:32:00 PM)

    This is a wide view of our land and shows that every sector is home if you want it to be. I love this poem and its rythem. Keep on writing I must give you a 10+++ (Report) Reply

  • Lisa Anderson (12/16/2008 7:22:00 AM)

    i am so one of them people and it is not good. i love it. it grabbed my attention straight away. keep up the good work. (Report) Reply

  • Ric S. Bastasa (12/10/2008 4:19:00 PM)

    thank you adeline.. i have seen the CAPITALS. no fleas.. just perfect for me.
    a ten.

    i love each line. Redeeming. (Report) Reply

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