A Vision Of Home
Somewhere within dwells the soul of a boy
And childhood dreams of Illinois
....With thoughts.....of home again
Whose summers of youth are long gone by
A returning 'stranger' is the reason why
It's not easy to go home again
Why tell a soul who I am
Would anyone really give a damn
On the streets of home again
A solemn stroll through rolling hills
Gaze reminiscent on dusty fields
....The aroma...of home again
An old house sits.....atop the hill
The swing on the porch...is swinging still
...Memories......of home...again
Down the road......to the aging...Church
Again feel the glow of the old folk's touch
.....So near...it's almost...home again
Autumn encroaching...the kids are in line
The classroom..the books...and recess time
.....And sounds......of home again
Mirage in the midst of a desert waste
......A faint illusion of another place
...That vision
................................Of home
..................................... .......................Again
Author's note:
Encompassing an impassioned sense of spiritual yesteryear, 'A Vision Of Home' is dedicated to that sacred Mecca - by the side of the road, at the foot of the hill, 'New Bethel Missionary Baptist Church, ' Mounds Illinois. And to its pastors, and parishioners, past and present - with all the love and affection..conceivable.
poem by James B. Earley
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