Laurie christine

Going home


How do I cross the line to you.? My greatest desire my love so true. This world it's like a weight with bricks of Steel I'm just a wagon the Broken Wheel


The line was drawn in sand
And laden winds obscure the view
The way to go I’ll never know
I’ll be my own philosopher
Rejecting counsels wisdom.


I dreamt once of this resting place
A mystical magical moment in space
Awe and wonder consumed my mind
As alone my secrets myself could find
They whispered softly in my ear
And in the mirror said home is here



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