The journey is over, my work is done,
Gone are the days when I used to run
Searching for everything under the sun.....
I'm ready, please carry me home;
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Sadness happiness are the devine design......Going home is a good prayer from the poets heart to free the one suffering.Poem is sad.Well written
Sad indeed! Home is the best place in this mysterious World but one day we have to abandon as per rules?
Linda, this is a sad poem. I have recently lost a brother-in-law with the same debilitating disease that tears away the mortal fibre of anyone who has it. We can only take heart that they are no longer in pain. Top marks and thanks for sharing this with us my friend. Hugs David
This poem is written so beautifully and reveals the image of crossing over. In our modern culture we still are caught up in that belief that dead is something to fear.10+