You Can Go Home Again...

Good morning friends, I've missed you.  I am now in my home in Auburn, NY, my hometown.  It is so good to be here!

I can come home again
  @Kerrie O'Hearn Marquart

I have always heard it said
  You can't go home again.
But I am pleased to tell you, 
  You CAN come home again!

The streets of my hometown, 
Are still the same to me,
The sidewalks leading to downtown
Or anywhere else I choose to be.

My town is full of history
With homes of famous people
And churches are still standing 
With towering bell towers and steeple.

I have missed you sweet place of my birth
I longed to return to you, my roots, my worth.
I feel closer to my Bill again,
Remembering our youth as we were then.

I am finding peace and calmness here
Thank you Lord for bringing me here.
Whatever time I have left on earth,
I choose to spend it in the town of my birth.

Going Home

GOING HOME
       ©Kerrie O'Hearn Marquart

Me and brother Joe in the 1940's

They say you can't go home again, 
I pray that is not true.
I long to walk familiar streets,
And familiar sights to view.

I miss the smell of the earth
  in Spring
When farmers turn their        fields.
And then again in the fall 
  When farmers sell their yield.

Remembering when as a child,
My brother was my best friend.
And even now after all these years,
He still is until the end.

I long to see a Northern sky
In the morning when I rise
And smell the freshness in the air
While drinking hot coffee
Seeing birds in the skies.

My hometown is a comfort place
Where memories come forth
Where I might meet a familiar face
And share our memories back and forth.

So I am going home again, 
  for now just in my dreams
But soon I will travel to the future-
That I will find in my past
When I go home again at last.