Almost Home

I may be lonely, but

I’m not alone, and tho it

Seems afar off, I know

I’m almost home,

I may be sad, but I’m not mad

And when I look back over

My life I know I’m almost home

So when this life is over, please don’t

Cry for me, just look at my face,

And you will see I’m almost home


Author: James C, Hairston


This poem is about: 
My family


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