and then they're all coming
all coming
home.
and then they're all fighting
all fighting
gone.
and soon they're long gone
forever long gone.
and one day they'll follow Him through open doors
and that day will be the one that we'll all know
so soon they will follow us down peaceful roads
and they'll be the stories that we'll always know.
and now they're all coming
all coming
home.
they're all fighting
fighting to come
home.
never gone...
always known...
never gone...
forever known..
they're coming home.
-
Fin.
A poem... that somehow matches a tune i was humming to myself like literally 5 minutes ago.
About the Creator
Ruby Red
Heya friend, I'm Red!
I write poetry, so subscribe for a hint of vulnerability, some honesty and the occasional glimpse behind my mask 🌱
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