• princessesierra 5w

    Home Toward

    I dread the looming dark
    The return to blindness illuminated
    By pin pricks of light

    But my feet keep turning
    To face me back toward home
    Invisible strings keep tugging
    My heart back toward home

    For there live my family
    My love my joy in darkness
    There resound their lonely cries
    And the tinkling of their tiny bells