<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=390338" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Coming Home</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The railings were old and rusty, <br>The door paint was faded and chipped, <br>The poor old house had seen better days, <br>The roof, made of slate, had now dipped.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The windows showed broken hinges, <br>The path to the door, overgrown, <br>This was the place where I was born, <br>The only real home I had known.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The 'rambler' that clung to the front porch, <br>Was a rose in the deepest red, <br>Now looking forlorn and so straggly, <br>I thought that maybe it was dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But tiny buds were shooting, <br>From the root beside the door, <br>And I was sure that, with a little care, <br>The house would come alive once more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I watched as the 'SOLD' sign was erected, <br>And I felt I had reached home at last, <br>I knew that I would be happy here, <br>After what had been in my past.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I washed, swept, scrubbed and polished, <br>Until everything looked 'brand new', <br>Then my heart sped back to my childhood days, <br>My return home, was well overdue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ernestine+Northover">Ernestine Northover</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=390338" data-title="Coming Home de Ernestine Northover" data-description="The railings were old and rusty, The door paint was faded and chipped, The poor old house had seen better days, The roof, made of slate, had now dipped. The windows showed broken hinges, The path to the door, overgrown, This was the place wh..."></div> </div> </div>

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