My Heart's Home

I left behind the mountains and the chill,

My hometown's winter wonderland still,

Now in a bustling city I reside,

No mountains in sight, no frosty tides.

The lakes I loved, crystal clear,

Replaced by concrete and smoggy air,

No frozen shores, no snowball fights,

Just hot summers, humid and bright.

I miss the peace, the quiet calm,

Of my hometown's streets, free from the swarm,

The street food, oh how I long,

For the flavors that once belong.

My parents' home, my mom's big garden,

Fresh fruits and veggies, nothing's pardoned,

Wherever I go, my heart will stay,

In my hometown, so far away.

The mountains, the lakes, the winter snow,

The summer breeze that gently blows,

My hometown is my heart and soul,

A place I'll always call my own.

In the city, I'm always on the go,

Chasing after something, I don't know,

My hometown's time was peaceful and slow,

Where memories were made, and stories would flow.

I long for that sense of calm and ease,

Where I can just relax, and do as I please,

The city's rat race, it's not for me,

My hometown's simple life, I do prefer.

The city's buildings, tall and strong,

A concrete jungle, where I belong,

But the mountains in my memories still rise,

And the lake's clear waters, they mesmerize.

My hometown, it's where my heart resides,

A place where my soul truly abides,

No matter where I go, or where I roam,

My hometown will always be my home