Come Home

Come home,

let the yellow roses grow,

come back,

to the emotionally trapped,

Speak again,

of the sound of the rain,

Call me over,

A child sleeping on your shoulder,

Tend your garden,

the weeds are harder,

Smile once more,

the wireless in your home,

Dont go now,

Rings in the head for years, don’t know how,

Dont be upset,

The last I said to you Gran, my eyes still wet.

 

 

Where my head is today.

 

 

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