They all whiz by the window
Getting smaller and smaller
In the mirror, as we
Drive away.
I pass by the corner
We hung out for ten years,
The swings we shared
The childhood we shared
Past their homes
That came to be ours
Past the common fences,
Grounds we shared, puddles
We jumped in
Past the bottles and plates
We spent years sharing.
Getting smaller and smaller
In the mirror, as we
Drive away.
I wonder how many years
Down the line will
My car turn around
And head back home.
A life we all create
In distant corners
Of the globe, new people
Friends, family and new connections
Yet, as my car heads on
Onto untrodden ground
I know, and always will
That Home, is the other way around.
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