The Feeling of Home

When we moved to the Charlotte area of North Carolina several years ago, it felt like home. The rolling hills, the corn fields, and the woodlands all felt very much like the area of Pennsylvania where I grew up. I came to the conclusion that home is really a feeling that brings back memories of our  past. I wrote this poem as a song at that time describing how I felt. I have edited it to make it flow better when read.

Home is a Feeling

Home is a feeling you’ll know when you’re there

No matter how far you go no matter where you’ve been

That feeling slips in and lets you know…

Home is a feeling when you’re there

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When you’re driving through the cornfields

 down a long and dusy road

And you see the evening sun

sinking slowly out of sight

That feeling slips in and lets you know…

Home is a feeling and you’re there

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When you’re far away and all alone

wondering how long you’ll be gone

And a song comes on the radio

it takes you back and you’re right there

That feeling slips in and lets you know…

Home is a feeling and you’re there

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Though mom and dad are gone

and the old house stands no more

The place is still just as real

you can feel their presence there.

That feeling slips in and lets you know…

Home is a feeling when you’re there

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When you’re loved by those around you

and they all reach out to you.

Nothing else matters now…

You can see it in their smiles.

That feeling slips in and lets you know…

Home is a feeling when you’re there

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth