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.
It’s farce and there’s nothing like it
So stupid, ‘gainst the grain
Don’t publicise – don’t mic it...
When time is old I fold my dreams
Within the earth and let them lie
Knowing that nothing’s what it seems...
