The Light's of Home.
The
light's of home shines brightly,
Lighting
my way home.
Just
over the hillside they glimmer,
Calling
to me, Come Home; Come Home.
Although
the road is long and hard,
My
body is broken and sore,
I
continue walking and walking,
Each
step brings me closer to home
If
my body becomes weary and sore,
Each
foot seems more like a mile.
I
will continue to walk the road,
Until
I reach the Door of Home
And
My
Father's welcoming arms
Doodlebug
