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Home Sweet Home

Dusty roads greeted me
With a smile.
Welcoming me back,
I'm home,
Home sweet home.

I slowly drove past
Herds of cows and goats feeding.
Ha! Ha!
I'm home,
Home sweet home.

I see children playing,
Runing up and down,
Singing their lungs out.
I'm home,
Home sweet home.

I meet elders ryding
Their twenty-something old bicycles.
Waving at me as i pass by,
Smiling that honest smile.
I'm home,
Home sweet home.

I see women with their babys
0n their backs, coming from maize plantations.
Even though its boilin g hot,
They still have that smile,
That smile that can melt ice at antartica.
It reminds me.....
I am home.

I see the black eagle
Soaring high up in the sky.....
I see those majestic mountains,
That have been my dear friend growing up,
That swallowed livestock and humans.
They are covered by a beautiful
Green blanket.....
Its beautiful.....
I am home.

Red and white butterflies
Are everywhere, hugging and
Kissing every flower they see.
I'm home,
Home sweet home.

I am home.....
Where nights are quiet and peaceful.
Where days are long and joyful.
Where respect is the order of the day.
Mmm! i smile a genuine smie,
Because here, there are no fake smiles.

I can feel that cool breeze,
That tar roads, gigantic buildings
And massive firms swallow in the city.
I am home.....

Here, i am a father and uncle
To every child.
It takes the whole village
To raise a child.Right?
I am a brother, a cousin and a son.

I am home.....
Where i can wake up in
The morning and smile
With the rising sun, without
Hearing no police siren
As they chase down criminals.

I am home.....
Where i can go up the
Mountain and just look
At the sinking sun.
When its pinkish, goldish
And redish reflections makes
Wonders on the sky.

My heart bit with these
Majestic mountains.
I am home.....
Home sweet home!

Submitted: Sunday, January 08, 2012
Edited: Monday, August 12, 2013

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  • Amitava Sur (2/13/2014 7:39:00 PM)

    Own home is always sweet whether it's a big house or hut, lots & lots of memories are there in it's every layer. It is nostalgic and so lovable ...... very nice

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  • Leslie Philibert (2/13/2014 7:23:00 AM)

    Like the poem, even if it is full of cliches..

  • Prasanna Kumari (2/13/2014 6:15:00 AM)

    it is truly a sweet and kindness and nostalgia and smile altogether made a good reading.....

  • Ramesh Rai (9/26/2013 10:39:00 PM)

    Every creature finds solace in one's sweet home what ever its kind is.

  • Rajeev Deshpande (9/20/2013 9:57:00 PM)

    Good description. I liked the poem.

  • Phiwe Mbatha (6/17/2013 6:06:00 AM)

    Ewu, yake yasilaya imisebenzi ngokuzosilahlela emadolobheni yasishiyisa lobubuhle nokuthula okungaka. Yingakho nje umuntu engasakwazi nokucabanga kahle, yilentuthu yansukuzonke.

  • Manonton Dalan (2/13/2013 9:00:00 AM)

    i saw this scene in accra ghana
    many moons ago. descriptive poem.

  • Christopher Veremu (2/13/2013 3:02:00 AM)

    This is made me smile, it is so clear and crisp. I enjoyed this.

  • Zibele Mrasi (2/16/2012 11:16:00 PM)

    God I' with no reason just to go back to my childhood lol now this is a poem I was half way then I forgot that I'm reading cause this vision of is in my mind had to start over tjo I never be this happy about a poem

  • Ibrahim Sambo (2/16/2012 7:40:00 AM)

    Beautiful piece of art.It always reminds me of home.Seems like africa is the same everywhere.

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