Walking
home I watched him cry
Into my blue lapel
With pleading eyes
and broken smile
We walked back home
And then upon the steps we sighed
And watched as the black rain fell
And even now I keep him safe
As I write this poem
Passerby sees only two
But if you listen close
You'll know that there's one more
Cause inside the boy beside me
Lies someone else's soul
And he keeps away the storm
In the falling snow I stood
And Kissed his scarred left cheek
"He's home again" I tell myself
At least for this week