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I Am At Home
Scharlie Meeuws |
I am at home between the day and dream,
there, where the children sleep, all hot from play,
there where old people reminiscing stay
in front of fires with their face a-gleam.
I am at home between the day and dream,
there, where the silences restore the mind,
where trees are bowing in the evening wind
and grasses glow under the pale moon beam
A willow tree close by a gurgling stream
is where I feel I really do belong,
where my life's summers fade in autumn song
and grow again as echo in a dream.
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