Saturday, October 24, 2015

To Go Back Home

You want to go back home, you say to me,
To find that everything could be as it was?
Yeah. So do I. Oh, how I wish I could...

I want to walk down to my grandpa's house
Where my mother is home with her bright smile
And a cheerful "Hello, my cutie bear."

But there is no end to the sad and suck--
No normal to which I can return to--
Just a deep quiet and abiding grief...

But, yet, there is the smallest of hopes--
That some rainbows will cross the sky again;
That the sun will rise to dawn one morning...

-- Not to sweep aside the pain and heartache --
But to glimmer on the roads ahead...

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