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[billy]

The sky so blue
And yet so dull.
Even the Sun
Had chosen to hide beneath the Clouds.

A wave of nostalgia
Swept over me,
As I gazed
At the unfamillar roads and streets.

The black strands
Untangled itself
As it tried to flee from the foreign land.

A shimmering pearl
Fell out the corner
Of my eye.
As If on cue,
the others cascaded
down my cheeks like a flowing waterfall.

A cringing sound
Awoke me from the depthss of my dream.
And then I realised,

I was home.

This was how I felt when I went overseas myself for the first time and it was then I realised how much I wanted to be home and also how much I wished this was but a Dream.

nice little poem kk.
a few to many cliches ( phrases you hear a lot)
it reads well though and imparts what the writer says easily.
thanks for posting it.