Longing for Belonging

What is it about home
that makes one’s heart roam.
Seeking vast and open spaces
My heart races.

Take me there
By any road any fair
I just want to be home
It is my Rome.

It is this time of year.
It is time to hunt deer.
I will find belonging
in more than my longing. 

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