Through This Journey Alone…

All things seems to be in their place,
But I live with the memories on my face…
I thought home is where you raise your kids,
So why did you leave me alone in the mist…
The small toes and the small fingerprints,
Have helped me grow out of smudged memories…
I do wait still to see you if you can find the way to home,
To see what I went through this journey alone…

© 2012 Pimmi Nag