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was home</p><p id="6449">But years later, I would return a single father with two in tow to the same block I grew up on And you cradled me like the mother I lost and told me, <i>Welcome Home</i></p><p id="7620">I told them tales of where I went and what I did and how amazing it was that their feet were standing where my feet once were and now, here we stand, together, home</p><p id="d689">It was like I never left two best friends, reacquainted strolling down memory lane to where I found my dog and where I cracked my head to where I bought my cards and where I dropped the cone to where I went to school and where I went to gym and now, each day I walked little versions of me under my old awning to their school, and then I went back home</p><p id="9ef8">I couldn’t stay

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long though as other things called, but two years back with you was all I needed to remind me of where home was, even without her</p><p id="93c8">© <a href="undefined">Jonathan Greene</a> 2020</p><p id="afcf">If you liked this, you might like this as well:</p><div id="cff7" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/talk-to-me-ae39793cadad"> <div> <div> <h2>Talk To Me</h2> <div><h3>A Poem</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*WS23Xs403De6kWzE)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

An Ode to Brooklyn Heights

It wasn't me who wanted to leave To cast my friends aside, to cross the divide Coast to coast we went, and with us, so went my memories of home

I didn't think of you often as my teenage my mind lacked a certain longing since all I knew of home was a single mother caring for my red head and since we were together I was home

But years later, I would return a single father with two in tow to the same block I grew up on And you cradled me like the mother I lost and told me, Welcome Home

I told them tales of where I went and what I did and how amazing it was that their feet were standing where my feet once were and now, here we stand, together, home

It was like I never left two best friends, reacquainted strolling down memory lane to where I found my dog and where I cracked my head to where I bought my cards and where I dropped the cone to where I went to school and where I went to gym and now, each day I walked little versions of me under my old awning to their school, and then I went back home

I couldn’t stay long though as other things called, but two years back with you was all I needed to remind me of where home was, even without her

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