Aroma of Home

Remember the day
 How when we got off the plane
 We all fell to our knees and kissed the ground
 Intoxicated by the distinct aroma of Home
 Remember how we vowed to pocket some before we left?
 I daresay some did
 But some did not.
 Well. We'll be back soon enough.
 Who would have thought it in a thousand years?
 Who would have thought it in a million years?
 Remember all the plans we'd all made?
 How we'd go back and improve on paradise?
 Who would've envisaged it so astray?
 Scattered families all around the globe
 Without a country
 Without a home
 Roaming round like gypsies along unwelcome shores.
 Well. We'll be back soon enough.
 Who would've believed it could happen to us?
 Who would've thought it in a million years?
 It's all too sad to contemplate
 The bitterness within too bitter to pallet
 Some will forever pine and resent
 Some will accept and forget
 Forgetting is by far the easiest way
 That was another life
 Another day
 This is now
 This is me
 Alone and content
 But free.