HOME IS WHERE THE HEART IS
home is the land in my dreams,
Those dreams of bonds of both joys, love & family.
Though longer still the stretch strains,
tearing my heart into a desperate longing for my love .
I shall sing in dreams my days of absence & in time we shall reunite .
Even i, A wounded man longing for a fading memory throughout sleepless nights .
I myself shall fade but live in memories & in dreams of those dear to my land.
In death i shall lie with my love, intimately understanding my course .
So let me die victorious ,knowing that i am one with my love .
Return my corpse a fossil ,to rest in the land of my sacrifice .
To lie down fertile in the land with my love .
Copyright © SEAN CLAUDINE | Year Posted 2011