Poezie

Coming home

1 min lectură·5 decembrie 2008

Mediu

This weekend I suddenly forgot,

how old times smelled,

when I was growing up

and everything was fresh and young,

I forgot how people used to smile at me,

how my house welcomed me from afar,

like a blue sonata, angelic sounds from a piano,

You heard me, sweet mother,

and you welcomed me with your soul,

that beautiful face I will love forever,

that joy bouncing in my chest, as a child,

coming home,

coming to your loving arms,

where forever I want to rest,

and dream how angels brought us to this world,

I am coming home!

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Diana Todea. “Coming home.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/diana-todea/poezie/1812974/coming-home

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