Going Home
As I walk into the misty sea,
and the surf tickles my feet,
I gaze into the stars, reaching out high,
to grab onto me,
I reach down low, into the frosty water,
and pick up a small shell,
holding it close to my ear, listening,
I can hear you coming for me,
As the waves rise high,
as it breaks the reef,
I close my eyes, my vision is filled,
with so many sweet memories,
Never before has my life been complete,
as it has this day,
I walk further into the water,
for today is my day,
The light comes over me,
calling to my soul,
then all time stops, a voice speak sout,
"Welcome home, my child.."
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