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Amidst journeying through life wilderness,
My heart is always fulsome with merriness
At the thought of returning to my homely nest
Like weary birds after the day's labour to rest.
Priceless is the motherly embrace
Where I find long lasting solace;
Equally doting is the fatherly pat of pride
On the back of my academic stride.
My itchy ears incessantly pines for specific details
Of my cheerful siblings' endless tales
About all that has happened in my absence;
There is literally no place like home hence.