Leaving Home

I left my home
not believing I could not come back

They are my true family
even closer than blood

It's where I was born
where I lived
where I grew

part of me still wants to say
"It can't be true"

Yet part of growing up
is learning to let go

So I'll cherish the memories
made along the way
and treausre the lessons
so many gave to me

I'll look back with a smile
and forward with the faith
that was the inheritence
they left to me.