I am home

1 0 0
                                    

It shines brightly
In the sky. 
The sun, it blinds me, 
'Tis my guide.

My journey through life
Begins every time it rises
And ends only in eternal darkness.
The deep gulps if fresh air
No longer in my lungs

Is my final and first moment,

For I have arrived. 

The darkness flees

Bringing in the light.

Their smiling faces

Welcome me in,

Arms open wide.

With a smile on my face

And tears staining my cheeks, 

I run to them and weep,

I am finally home. 

PoetryWhere stories live. Discover now