Home

It’s been a long road;

The roads, they wind and bend.

I know where I’m going,

But somehow can’t reach the end.

I see the woods changing,

They rise with every fall.

I must continue going,

So strange… like a distant call.

There is a storm a’brewing,

I can feel it in my bones.

As only nature can,

The winds a’singin’ as it moans.

The kids… they’ll be so frightened,

But feel the pain they must.

I’m consumed with the need to go

With every painful gust.

My stop is growing closer,

I can see it crystal clear.

My home is oh so close now,

I feel excitement and such fear.

With one last breath I’ll be there,

And the pain will disappear.

I see I’m going home now,

So please, don’t shed a tear.