My Place

The old temple the grocery store,

The school ,college buildings and memories galore,

Known faces,loved places,

Known food joints and my mind races

This is my place ,this is home,

But now I stay in a different town which is well known,

Every time I shed a tear when I leave,

What is missing at the place where I live,

The warmth,the affection the feeling of everything known,

Like birds leaving nest away we have flown

Harsh reality but comfort always,

For far away from home there is a place we can call our own.