You Bring Me Home


You Bring Me Home

Mourning endures

You my love

You are a whisper on the wind

You are always there

In the subtle song of rain

With the rising of the sun

And in the silent moonlit night

You bring me home

You, you are where it begins

And when the work of grief is done

When it has sobbed out its’ last utterance

You my love

You are where it ends

You open the gates of my heart

And all the things I need are here

All is spoken through your eyes

And memories

Have yet to begin

© Ann Bagnall 2012 (Revised 2019)

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