Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Going Home

This was written by a very, very dear friend, Peggy.  She is an amazing woman. 


"Going Home"



I've walked barefoot through new plowed ground

I've traveled the world, around and around

It's never mattered where I roam

It's always good to get back home.



Some say you can't go back again

But I have, time ,and time again

The joy I feel when I arrive

Thats when I seem to come alive .



My roots lie there, within the land

My daddy worked it with his hands

My Mama loved. and cared for all.

While Daddy stood so proud, and tall.



Since they are gone ,It's not the same

It's like a book without a name

But when I'm there , they draw so near

Their voices I can almost here.



I like to walk out in the woods

Stand in the spot where they once stood

I know as long as I return

They won't be sad, their hearts won't yearn.

 
 
 
Please join me in telling her what an amazing poem this is.
 
Thanks Peggy!  Love you!

7 comments:

Betsy from Tennessee said...

Hi Cathy, I love that poem... It made me teary --since all of my immediate family are now gone (Mom, Dad, 2 brothers)... I'm the only one left --and sometimes I can get really upset... BUT then, I just try to remember the good times with all of them. And it is great to go HOME.

Tell Peggy THANKS.. She's a talented lady.
Hugs,
Betsy

Dawn said...

That IS a wonderful write!
I love the picture that comes into mind ...when I imagine standing in the place where a loved one once stood.

Thanks for sharing this!
Good work Peggy!

Jean said...

Since I grew-up on a farm in Western NC, your poem really spoke to me and brought up memories...good and bad.

Thanks for sharing your talent. Hope this isn't the last poem!

KrippledWarrior said...

Great sentiment. I left home in 1973. And with the exception of funerals, I haven't gone back and never will. I have a new HOME.

Out on the prairie said...

Very nicely done, a treasure of thoughts and love. I often return to childhood places and have a nice rememberance of living there.

Jayne said...

Hi Peggy - what a lovely poem! I especially liked the verse about your parents - I could really picture them. Thank you for sharing!

Sha Lea said...

I loved this poem. I also have lost my immediate family and grandparents. When I go home to Texas it is strange not to see them. It makes me sad but I also get joy out of seeing some cousins and family that are still there and it helps me feel closer to those Ive lost. Beautiful words! Thanks for sharing!