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A long jurny finally at an end,
No more travles, no more woes,
No more sand between my toes.
It's been ruff and the tests,
oh, how they were tuff. But
through it all you were there.
My guiding light, my piller of
stone. The one to always care.
Finaly, I can rest my head,
lie in my bed, and drift off
to a sleep after being fed.
Welcome Home, that's what is
said, before I close my eyes
and the prayer has been said.
Copyright © Amber Wheaton | Year Posted 2005
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