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Home is… A haven of cherubs serenading, Skylarking, Like daffodils in the golden Sunlight. Home is… The bridge of companionship, Of camaraderie, Severed by the rift Of distance. Home is… The windowsill overlooking The horizon, With rose-tinted glasses. A dreamer’s niche. Home is… Deja vu. A rebirth of childhood— Rose-white days of innocence Shrunken by aging. Home is… Remembrance A turbulent awakening of memory— Like the photograph of sepia Clinging to the wall.                       Kingsley Charles