There is something different about the smell
of another country. It's most potent on a calm
clear starry night. When all but a whisper of
wind is felt on thy skin. And a shooting star
greets thy sight.
There is something different about the smell of
another country. When a taste of adventure
teases thy tongue. It's sharp cold air burns thy
lungs. And the midnight song sings a tune thou
have not yet sung.
There is something different about the smell of
another country. When the air is crisp, full of
delight, gazing up at the stars at night. Thou
welcome the excitement it brings.
But
There is something different about the smell
of another country. That makes thou yearn for
Home,
of all such things.
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the fall of rain (Poetry)
PoezieThis book of poetry shares stories on love, healing, heartbreak, trauma and the mundane things in life that we think are with little meaning but actually, when looked at more closely, they aren't. Poetry always has a place in my heart. Reading poems...
