Finding Home Poem by Timothy David

Right as the sun was rising
Out across the bay
A plan she was devising
Oh how to get away
Two young lovers lost
And feeling all alone
Looking for something better
Trying to find a home
On and on they travelled
Never finding such a place
And the look of sadness
Just grew upon her face
He said just keep your head up
The day is coming soon
They cuddled up on a blanket
Underneath the moon
And the sun rose in the morning
And she'd had a change of heart
And she woke up to realize
She'd had a home right from the start

This poem © Timothy David Cook. Dec.2012