Homesick

Sometimes,

It grips me,
This feeling.

Missing,
Hoping,
And
Realizing…

Heaven
Isn’t a place
It’s a feeling.
Children
Imagine ….

As adults,
We long–
For that feeling.

Hiding behind words
Escaping in those
Memories…

Realizing
Present time is
Reality.

Is it possible to be homesick for a memory? 

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