Home. Pt 1

When I think of home..

I think of coffee,
While being brewed fresh..

How it smelled up the house,
While I was still in bed..

I think of carpet floors
And wooden doors.

I think of comfort and warmth,
Out in the woods..

Down in the city,
Or up in the hood.

When I think of home,
I think of old house keys..

Hidden in places,
The sun only sees..

Ropes tied onto twisted trees,
Cotton fields and honey bees..

I think of the river,
where I met my first love..

Despite all our problems,
we still rose above..

When I think of home,
I think of my family..

And times when I needed them,
Or just couldn't handle it..

I think of the cookouts,
Dirt roads and bridges..

Collecting our sins,
As we lived on life's edges..

When I think of home,
I remember I started smoking..

Buying a few G's,
Even though mom said no weed..

I remember old friends,
Who went their own way..

Said they would be there,
But lied to my face..

When I think of home..

I think of the blessings,
That I have endured..

How the devil tried to take over,
But wound up overruled..

I think of my Gran,
God rest her soul..

There's no woman like her,
Her pure heart of gold.

When I think of home..

I think of the cove,
Where us kids use to play..

Til the streetlights came on,
Marking the end of our day..

When I think of home,
I think of magnolia trees..

Lightening bugs and birds that sing,
Breaking dawn to fly..
And roam free.

I think of tornadoes in July,
Fireworks and melodies..

Playing our favorite songs,
With colored hair..
We grew out so long.

When I think of home..

I think of putting cards on my bike tires,
To make me go "fast"..

One deck at a time,
Because they didn't really last..

When I think of home..

I think of my dogs..
For no home is complete,
Without puppy paws.

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