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Honey I'M Home
I still walk in the door, saying, “Honey, I’m home” Even though it has been fifteen years I am on my own I still expect to hear, “Sweetie, I’ll be right there” Before fixing a TV dinner and eating alone in my chair She smiles down upon me from her portrait on the wall The sweet smell of her perfume I can perfectly recall Her garden out back, is now just weeds that are overgrown And I still walk in the door, saying, “Honey, I’m home” I still go to bed each night turning down the covers on her side My pillow case is stained from the tears that I have cried I keep an extra blanket because she was always getting cold I never expected that I would be the one to grow old The nights are far too quiet for me to simply fall asleep I miss her frozen toes being pressed against my feet I’ve told everyone I’m fine – but they all know that I have lied I still go to bed each night turning down the covers on her side I’m just counting down my days until I can see her once again If the heavenly gates are opened to me we will have a reunion I will see her smiling face as soon as the angel’s trumpets are blown And finally, it will mean something again, saying, “Honey, I’m home”
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