I used to think that the pastures in the lands beyond were greener than those I was on...
I used to travel so much and never stayed in one place for long...
My life has been a sail, catching on the waves of the sea...
Floating on to where ever the breeze may take me to live...
But perhaps its age, or perhaps I've seen it all...
The new surroundings fail to interest me anymore...
Looking out the window, to different gardens every time...
I think its time to return to the place which is rightly mine...
Friday, April 02, 2010
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2 comments:
i hope home is where we are! lolol yeaa faster come back for your hols =(
yes... that's where home is. I'll be home soon =)
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