Coming home in the rain
To my home again
My kids, my wife.
The heart of my life
I feel each drop’s a kiss
Not given those who miss
The warmth of folks,
Familiar jokes…
I’m living again.
Crudely pinned, the walls all wear
Dozens of paintings; on the floor
In stripy dress a silent bear...
There is a lady I hold dear
So much in my heart she stars
Angel’s eyes survey me clear...
