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.
The light is dying out of the sky
Sun said goodnight an hour ago
The garden’s in shadow, one lone bird goes by...
What is the story of your life?
I have a friend – she is my wife
And what philosophy is your spur?...
