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Leaving Home

Because there was no choice

And a better place had to be found

For Your sake and Mine

Old Home, still Ours, and still

I won't recognise You anymore

And I shall not accept

The New Home either

This Scar is deeper than ever

And I know there's no cure

That could heal and repair

What can't exist anymore

So I'll have to bear this Pain

And keep this Wound open wide

In the middle of my Heart


My Home, you're Nowhere now

Still I try to find You again

As if Nothing would have changed

So I'll carry You in my Mind

Like my own Tortoise Shell

Because Memory won't fail

And You will forever stay

With Me, as You were,

Everywhere I go.


(C) Vera da Pozzo

(C) Italy is Mine- and It owes Me a Living


Below: a lovely and friendly tortoise boy called Gizmo, that I met, photographed and cuddled in my favourite Parisian park.




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