Free Verse
The Comfort of Home
the comfort of home was a strange absence felt and wished for quietly knowing there were miles and miles till my feet found rest — 4/5/10 – 136
the comfort of home was a strange absence felt and wished for quietly knowing there were miles and miles till my feet found rest — 4/5/10 – 136
the comfort of home was a strange absence felt and wished for quietly knowing there were many miles till my feet found rest — 4/5/10 – 136
I saw the beaded pearl form On her melancholy face The drawn lines and trembling lip Poised with aching grace For a moment drawn with breath She held her shaky pose Emotion welling in her breast Filled with grief and sorrows I felt a heady longing To wipe away her…