Home.
One niece. One nephew.
A sister. Dad, mom.
Brother and sister-in law
on weekends.
Home cooked meals,
desserts galore.
My own PC. Internet!
Brian. Brian.
My own bed.
My own room.
My own mess.
Driving down familiar side of the road.
Hearing music I can understand.
Talking in my native tongue.
All the familiar scent...
All the familiar feel...
All the familiar taste...
All the familiar sight and sounds...
Of Home.
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