Home Is Where The Feet Rest

In my life's unwinding,
I've done a fair bit of travelling;
Goaded by travel guides to go forth,
Urged to stride out by word of mouth,
I've gone east, west, north and south,
But I also stay back, a homebody,
Looking after kids in my custody,
Only venturing out into the vicinity,
On a basis daily,
To take the day's done deeds
To the Putatan town rubbish heap,
Ah, bliss domestic;
Having gone east,
I found it to the eye a feast;
Having done west -
I find home still the best,
But home is wherever my feet rest,
And for now it is in the coastal west
Of Sabah state, with a view
Of Gunung Kinabalu
Looking distantly blue,
But close to the heart nevertheless.