homecoming ,
it burns.
girl in olive summer dress
now old
little feet that carried her
from hell to farm
had made a journey
on my heart .
what shall I do now,
sitting a century away
I regret
for a time that was neither hers
nor is mine
homecoming ,
it burns.
girl in olive summer dress
now old
little feet that carried her
from hell to farm
had made a journey
on my heart .
what shall I do now,
sitting a century away
I regret
for a time that was neither hers
nor is mine