Finding My Way Home

Poem By Ross Zondagh

A flight or drive away…..
how do i find my way home…..

It is the scent of you,
the smell in the morning.

It is our children's laughter,
bringing light to my day.

it is your stubborness,
to fight with me every day.

it is your will to love me,
no matter what? ?

it is your beauty,
that you are.

it is your passion,
to love our children.

it is your kindness,
to your family.

it is your mood's,
that keeps me on my toes.

It is our fight,
to keep our marriage picture perfect.

It is our inability,
to communicate the simplest of things.

It is our quest,
for that white picket fence.

but mostly, i find myself home
when i have you, clicks and bear in my arms…….

Life is nothing without YOU, CLICKS AND BEAR……

I will always find my way home………

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