“Sing To Me Of Home”


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sing to me of family, and peace;
for my soul is torn and weary–
yearning for the love,
i left at a house, back east.

tell me of the sweet memories
that help me remember these.
the affection and joy awaiting
my arrival–me, coming home.

with a heart that thunders–
anticipating the joy, with wonder;
i count the hours of travel.
i watch the passing view, in marvel.

i am on my way home–
back to the heart of what’s true.
i’m going back to memories
of innocence and bliss.

–Diwa

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