The Memory of Home

A wonderful poem about home and what it means.

Bronx Beyond Borders

1214 Boston Road

The Memory of Home

Hundreds of steps leading to the fifth floor,

can’t wait to get to my door,


Cracked need painting walls,

with matching floors,


Smells of marvelous coming from the kitchen,

breakfast, lunch, and supper,


Downy on the sheets in perfect folded piles,

an every week routine,


Questions about school, tests, mates,

daily check-in,


Home where memories are made,

life lessons are taught,


                                           By:  E. R. Smith

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