My Poetry. Magnetism

 Your charms are like a magnet
 I'm drawn inside by you
 friends I have a plenty
 but close ones there are few.
 Long drawn days in silent dreams
 could never replace this wonder
 booms loudly in the skies
 this place is full of thunder.
 I am back and all is well now
 to this place I call my home
 I have been empty without you
 I need no longer roam.
 Blue skies dawn this wondrous place
 singing is loud and clear
 to all you people I call friends
 I love and hold you dear.
 I end this poem with a smile
 to be back is all Gods will
 you all make me so happy
 and your poems are such a thrill.