Home Sweet Home

in sleep my mind takes me to wanderlust
I walk again, I run, I search
mysteries of life unfold
these things of which I dream are things I've done
happiness felt is of itself beauty
skulking in the dark I avoid
my actions are all good that goodness is personified
the rewards, unsolicited, are ever so sweet
and I awake in home sweet home

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Tom... Home sweet home...
be it ever so humble... To rest
and ponder a shooting star.
A very profound poem. truly..,
Pat