My South Dakota Home

When I call home ,
It seems not so far away .
When I take the time ,
To truly look at old family photos ,
Time just goes by .
I feel like I am back home .
When I sit out side at night
And the stars are just right
And they are lined up just
Like if I was home .
I am home .
When I get up in the morning
I go outside and try to find
The beautiful sunrise
That I left back home .
Oh I wish
I was back home this morning  .
I think , I will call home once again .

                              By Brock