Welcome Home

6/17/05



She finally made it

She’s finally free

To be that person

They all refused to see

With no more shadows

And no more pain

And no more wondering

Should she have to be the same



Welcome Home

It’s been awhile

The doors unlocked

As it’s always been

Your hearts on the table

Having a grand old feast

Of all the things

You’ve craved to be



The chairs are filled

Of the memories past

The platters served

By her futures cast

Never again to hunger for pride

For the gourmet life

Is at her side



Welcome home

It’s been too long

The doors unlocked

The key, long gone

Your hearts on the table

Having a grand old feast

Of all the things

You’d hoped you’d be



No grace to be said

For she prayed everyday

That the ache in her soul

Would soon find its way

Out of the hunger and turn into pride

And forever feeling content

With the someone by her side



The fence too high

The dog was out

Her broken heart

Had every doubt

She saw that light

It never went away

She can’t be afraid

To go home someday

All these things

She’ll never have to hear

It’s all so vivid

And finally so clear



Welcome home

And never to leave

No doors ever close

No love unreceived

There’s always more chairs

In this feast to come

For you’ll always be

Welcome home



copyright erin s. sartain 2005