Clarence A. Graham, Jr.
On The Road Home - Poem by Clarence A. Graham, Jr.
You are on the road Home
Because this is not your Real Home
Where you are now is only a shadow of your Real Home
Everthing is perfect in your Real Home
In your Real Home, there is no need to sleep or eat
It is a place where all your pets, family and friends
you will meet
So do your best you can here because you will be there soon
You will be there in not too many a moon
March 26,2006, Clarence A. Graham, Jr.
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