By Melody Nadal Aka Ody Munson

Going home, I always remember.
To you, my native land, I hunger.
In my memory, you’re here forever.

Looking outside my window, I can see clear tomorrow.
I’ll be home soon, no more sorrow.
That’s another thing I envisioned outside my window.

In this Horizons, I’m missing home,
Waiting for my transportation.
In my native land I belong.
This land of honey, I’m just here for a sojourn.