Paradise is where you want to go.
But home is the paradise you own.
Even though you watch my feet grow.
I am proud to say you’re my soul.
well technically, I was making a card for my mom’s birthday and this poem got in my head. Then my mom said to submit the poem somewhere. So I picked urban voices because we did this in school. Well I hope you like my poem. It is short but it came from the heart. Thank You!