WHERE DID IT ALL GO?
“No, you can’t come in here,
it’s private, go away.”
Oh, how my heart was crying,
when I read these words today.
I remember well another time,
when all were welcome here;
I remember so many friends,
who’ve gone to another sphere.
I wonder what they’d think
if they could see the change;
I wonder if, like me, they’d cry
and think this awfully strange.
My cozy ‘other home’
has become a different place;
and now when I stop by,
I don’t recognize it’s face.
“No, you can’t come in here,
it’s private, go away.”
Oh, how my heart was crying,
when I read these words today.
© Forrest Phelps-Cook
By forrestc
© 2008 forrestc
(All rights reserved)
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