Home Poem by Jane Roberts
Home
The forest is silent, soft and loving.
There is no need to speak.
Meet me there
I have made a home
Come now
It is safe to sleep.
There is a warm fire
I have made a bed
Come home.
When you wake
It will be morning.
I will show you the garden.
Everyone is here,
We have been waiting for you
We have made a place ready for you.
Are you ready?
Hold my hand.
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