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

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