Missing Home

It’s six months and six days
Since I left home
And flew thousand miles
To start a new home.
It has only been months
But it feels like years
Wondering each day
How back home, things has been.
There are still more days to live
And events to attend here
Before I can finally say,
I’m back to my home sweet escape.
I may have a new place called home
But the place I’ve been for years before
Can never be compared
To where I am now.
The warmth, laughter and tears
These things are always missed.
As the cliché goes,
There’s no place like home.