One can only admire those of a sense of place
Life challenges in their original homeplace they do face
From home never wishing to travel elsewhere
For to seek adventure in the big World out there
Quite happy to live and age where they are known
Where they are referred to as of our own
Happy to live near where they first saw light of day
They never do yearn for lands far away
One can only envy them their contentment of mind
Free of the bug of wander the stay at home kind
The world's great cities they have no wish for to see
So lucky in many ways they seem to be
They have no wish to see New York or London or Paris or Rome
The people who do feel contented at home.
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