Myriad memories, Mirages of the past,
Here to haunt and here to flaunt.
Once, a cherished instant,
Now, a treasured moment
Fleeting glimpses and panoramic heights,
A few yards more, and a whole new sight.
Eternity seems just a step away,
As the miles disappear in a dizzy sway.
Hope to find what the road ahead hath,
But never to forget the trodden path,
For, if ever there was a place,
Where the sparkling shone,
It is but the road,
That takes me home, Sweet Home.
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