On Home and Horizons

At least three times since I have been back to visit my parents, I have thought:

“It’s nice to be home.”

Then I remembered that I haven’t lived here since 20 years, half my life.

Iowa Landscape - by E. Howard

Home comes when I feel my heart
Drop its weight in relief
At the sight of flat land running
Forever towards a early storm.

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