Submit a Poem
Get Your Premium Membership
spacer
Pinterest button
Comments Inbox

 

Home to Stay

Hey sweetheart it’s me
I’m calling you to let you know
To apologize because you were able to see
That I could not make a living

With this beat up old guitar
I don’t know what made me think
I could have been a rock star
But I want to be the first one to tell you

I’m coming back home to you
To our house, and to our kids
I swear my gypsy ways are through
And I am going to find a job

So I can put food on the table
For you, myself and our family
You have made so many sacrifices
And you always stood by me

But all of it is not in vain
I am coming back home
I promise you no more pain
Because once I’m home, I am there to stay

Please Login to post a comment



A comment has not been posted for this poem. Be the first to comment.