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Away From Home
by Mandy Doerr

The day is done
The night comes in
Down goes the sun
Wind chimes of tin
Ring soft and clear
Gently in the wind
Think of me, dear
Looking at stars
Wanting you here
This night should be ours
Yet I am alone
To count the hours
My pain has grown
Without your touch
Night chills my bones
This is too much
My soul can't bear
Loneliness' clutch
And yet I dare
To live this life
Of days unshared
Perhaps tonight
I'm not alone
But joined by starlight
To my heart's own
Wishful desires
Of you and home


Copyright © 1998, Amanda D. Doerr