There’s no place like home! there’s no place like home!
Picaptor.
I pray that I reach the old homestead once more,
And see the loved faces around, as of yore;
Of all fortune’s gifts, methinks this were the best,
At home, at life’s close, thus to peacefully rest.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There’s no place like home! there’s no place like home!
W. P. (Teneriffe).