Home

One second you're there

The next, you're not

Shooting up like a dare

Spreading far, Then contracting like a dot

Bright lights in the sky

There to guide me straight home

Its been awhile since I've said goodbye

I've gone around trying to roam

Home, home what is that?

A place or a thing? Or maybe a person

Where do you think my home may be at?

With all this in mind I ask you a question

Dear oh dear will you be my home?

Author's Note

Random thought I wrote in a rush but give me ideas!

Reviews

[Owlgirl]

I agree with Tai, but overall this is excellent. Great job!

[Tai Ryens]

Hmm, I enjoyed this piece. It could use a bit of cleaning up and organization, but this is a good thought to write on. My only problem would be the last line of the first stanza, that disturbed the flow that you started off with. Good job