The One Who Waits At Home
Sometimes, in solitude's embrace,
When, alone and far from home,
My thoughts drift homeward to the one
Who waits there all alone.
As night and day each other pass,
No matter where I roam,
In quiet times my heart recalls
The one who waits at home.
The one who waits at home
Deserves much more from life
Than lonely nights resulting from
Her choice to be a traveler's wife'
I hope she feels the fond embrace
Of love's vibrations sent ---
I hope she knows deep in her heart
Just what her love has meant.
When days are filled with heavy loads --
When nights are not the same
As those I share, when time permits,
With the one who shares my name --
When all is dark, and hope seems lost,
and I feel so all alone,
my spirits rise when I recall
the one who waits at home.
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