I've seen so many faces and families,
The normal world breathes the same air as the underworld,
People with diverse mentalities.
Though I've been to so many places,
I'll never forget a place called home,
My mind recorded so many pages,
Memories captured in monochrome.
Para flying, canoeing, driving jet skis,
Pearl farms, massages, driving boats,
Travelling the world brings a life with ease,
Everybody needs a holiday and to take notes.
Holidays are a reflection of your life,
You look back and make adjustments,
For me it's much better when you're with your wife,
The whole world becomes a circumference.
There's no place with laughter like home,
A collection of wonderful memories,
Home can never be compared to Rome,
Home is where there's a collection of energies.
A Place Called Home
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