Leaving Home

Leaving Home

by Bud Lemire on March 10, 2004

I remember back in 2001, I left my Mom behind

To see the people and places, I knew in my mind

To Quebec Canada, a place I've never been

Leaving back in Michigan, my lifetime truest friend

Who would have ever thought, or could have ever known

That from this first time journey, my spirit would have grown

Life's touching others, souls everlasting

Returning to my home, and my Mother's passing

Leaving the only home, I've known all my life,

To move into an apartment, by a cemetery

Leading me to my destiny, and my future wife

Who later I would meet, and then I would marry

Far from Escanaba Michigan, on a bus to Seattle Washington

A place I never thought I'd be, where my dreams were based upon

In a role so different, that it use to be

But I had the guidance, of spirits guiding me

Connecting me with people, spirit touching souls

Helping me to heal, patching up some holes

Now I'm enjoying life, and loving as I grow

And learning about love, and sharing all I know