Nostalgia

Nostalgia

Homesick, I peek through fields of fireflies,
Before fireworks light up twilight skies.
Childhood memories ache to feel,
Love, consistent and  real.

Autumn’s leaves make me miss you so,
While winter’s candles softly glow.
Springtime hope fights through the frost,
Blooming from what winter lost.

In every season where I roam,
I miss  deeply what once felt like home.

Shelly Ambrose

 Nostalgia Feelings



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