I Know You'Re Coming Home Poem by Fran Singley Mercade

I know you're coming home.
I've been longing for the day.
That's what I ached for so.
No more questions off to roam.
My government has made the place.
I know you're coming home.
You so wanted me to know
Your purpose was complete in any case.
That's what I ached for so.
That whatever became the outcome
You'd be happy in any way.
I know you're coming home. To see that honor would be soon For all your efforts made that stay. That's what I ached for so. And this will also end the doom For by this end the fray. I know you're coming home. That's what I ached for so.