My Dear Home

Sonnet Poem 

My Dear Home

I left all my things, held my breakaway

Like a young bird breaking its egg to hatch

Gamboling and glimmering day by day

Deeply delved into anything to catch

Sailing far away from my darling town

My journey worn me out and lasted long

Lone sailor only fellow of my own

I pleased to back at place where I belong                                                           

When the gloomy mist delude my vision,

Your delicate whispers that I knew well

Would convince me to the right direction

Can’t wait to meet again, my dear farewell

Dancing stars make friends with shining moon

It is the great sweet day to be home soon