Umm... I have never posted on this thread before, but here is a poem I wrote last night. Hope you enjoy:)
Call Me Home
Oh lands of river tree and leaf,
of flower bloom and striving cease.
Oh, land of honey, rolling hills,
of birds and beasts where no home fills.
Oh, land of countless hours of sleep,
long walks the trees of utter still.
The stars a gleam the stirring nigh,
like river streams into the sky.
No stop to one I call my own,
no till of ground no seed is sown.
The fruit reaps though men unseen,
the grass grows long the water clean.
Oh, I love the one I miss,
the one I cannot come.
Oh, call me home this land I beg,
pardon me not for my wish my pledge.
Bear my heart my soul my love,
take not my mind in this world above.
I seek to lay, I seek to sleep,
I seek to drink and only reap,
not what my hands have toiling sown,
but what is freely given in this land my own.