Home For Good

Freezing skies, laced with fire

So tranquil and so blue


I know that by the afternoon, I'll be home with you


In the dusk, cold wind blows

Animals look for food


By the time the sunlight dies, the work will all be through


While I work, I think of you

Hazel eyes and crooked smile


Before the time I go to bed, you'll be mine for good


Freezing skies filled with fire

Shovel cold and frozen


Even though you're dead and gone, you're buried in my garden


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