Poem: Leaving For A Place Called Home

Leaving For A Place Called Home

By: Joi Maree Flowers

There is where I want to go

So guide my direction towards the place that many call home

You know that place where the gates are pearly

That place where can be seen His mighty glory

My body has been worked for its purposes

On this good earth that at times I felt cursed it

With days of labor

That turned into years of struggling

And nights of grief

That sometimes lasted until the morning

And though my stay has been bittersweet

I'm thankful for the journey that's been given to me

I've done what I was 'pose to do

And seen what I was 'pose to seen

Now it's time to close these tired eyes of mine

And drift into forever's dream

My soul is finally ready

To have that eternal peace in the land of plenty

Goodnight dear old life

In the morning I'll be gone

To awake to a brighter light than the sun

In that place I've waited to go to called home

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