A Vision Of Home

Somewhere within dwells the soul of a boy And childhood dreams of Illinois ....With thoughts.....of home again Whose summers of youth are long gone by A returning 'stranger' is the reason why It's not easy to go home again Why tell a soul who I am Would anyone really give a damn On the streets of home again A solemn stroll through rolling hills Gaze reminiscent on dusty fields ....The aroma...of home again An old house sits.....atop the hill The swing on the porch...is swinging still ...Memories......of home...again Down the road......to the aging...Church Again feel the glow of the old folk's touch .....So near...it's almost...home again Autumn encroaching...the kids are in line The classroom..the books...and recess time .....And sounds......of home again Mirage in the midst of a desert waste ......A faint illusion of another place ...That vision ................................Of home ............................................................Again Author's note: Encompassing an impassioned sense of spiritual yesteryear, 'A Vision Of Home' is dedicated to that sacred Mecca - by the side of the road, at the foot of the hill, 'New Bethel Missionary Baptist Church, ' Mounds Illinois. And to its pastors, and parishioners, past and present - with all the love and affection..conceivable.