There I loved my home,
Beautiful, familiar and green,
But the road moved on.
Again I loved home,
Wintery, blustery and white,
And the road moved on.
Then I loved home,
Married, urbanized and speckled,
Till the road moved on.
Now I'll love this home,
Superlative, open and blue,
Tho’ the road move on.
Unseen I love Home,
Regathered, beyond, crystal;
The road will not move on.
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