We’re endebted to our friend Irene Saunders who posted this poem on Guestbook. Just thought it deserved upgrading to Frontpage!
Thoughts go home unbidden
When we’re somewhere far away ………
Thoughts need no compelling
Off they wander, night or day
To seek the places and the faces
Dear unto the heart
The spot where all our journeys end
Roads end, roads start.
Thoughts go back: they know the way
They need no goad or guide
To cross the hills and the rivers
And the spaces that divide
And though with friends we may abide
Wherever we may roam
To the place of heart’s desire
Love leads them home.