Home: means many different things to different people.
The smell of a wood fire
on an autumn evening.
Family, friends, more adventures.
Spending time with those you love.
Encapsulated in time; without words.
Where together is enough.
I find its in the small seemingly insignificant moments
When I think of home the most.
It creeps up on me in the dead of night.
When really I should be sleeping.
Even now I think of home with a big smile on my face.
Many memories made
Yet many more to come..
– Carole Farish, October 2013
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lovely Carole xxxxx
Just lovely 🙂