I just put the finishing touches on this poem, which I dedicate to my wife Cindy.
Homing
In the purple evening,
In the gloaming:
Cease my restless ravening,
Bind my roaming,
Lest I stray from my true
Course, confuted,
And by devils' ague
Be deluded.
Make me drive unhindered
To that haven
Where true love on kindred
Hearts is graven.
With wife and children ring
Me all around
With mirth and angel wing
And merry sound.
Put to rest my mind's
chaotic foaming.
Give me following winds
And happy homing.
© 2010, Paul Erlandson
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