I journey through a cruel world,
To my home of light and love.
I'm hastening on a quiet path,
Avoiding lifes push and shove.
Many vexatious sights around me,
These things I dismiss away.
For I see the sunlight beaming,
In my land of endless day.
Welcoming sights and sounds,
As I dry my weeping eyes.
My home of calm and bliss,
In a land of truth not lies.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There is a delightful warmth to this poem that draws the reader into your world and share your longing for the peace, comfort and solace of home..beautiful. Lodigiana x
Thank you Lodigiana for your most warm, welcome and most gracious comment. Any fine praise from your good self I treasure more than mere gold. My apologies for not replying sooner I having a spring clean and answering all comments. Take care Lodigiana and all the loved ones around your good self. Shaun x.