Coming HomeThis is my first attempt at a poem. I hope you like it.
Wondering where you are.
And wondering if like me,
Your heart won't let you go free.
Walking along the sand
Wishing I could hold your hand.
And wishing for the day
When you won't be so far away.
Hearing your voice in my head
Knowing you'd rather be here instead.
And knowing that before too long
You'll be back here where you belong.
Running to meet you through the crowd,
Hearing you cry my name aloud.
And hearing you once more say
That you're here with me again to stay.
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