It is time.

It is time,
For me to go
Far away.
Momentarily.

Back to the old place,
That I used to call home.
Where the breeze runs free,
And the air is salty and clean.

It is time,
For me to go
Far away.
Momentarily.

To see the ones that stuck in my memory,
As I left them for this new place.
To view the land with the golden rolling hills,
and the vast epic sea.

It is time,
For me to go
Far away.
Far away back home.