Finally Home

The trees are cold to touch, dew still on their branches

The grass crunches underfoot, scattered around like ashes

 

This my home, this my house

This is where I belong

This is my place, this is my world

And I will sing my song

 

Finally free, to dance and to sing

The world just fades away

Just the birds and the trees, joining me

As we while our time away


Finally

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