Come Home is the name of this poem
The time is now to come home,
u are now not alone.
From the croak of a frog to
the cloudyness of a fog,
we grow and learn
the things of the past cant be turned.
So come home
so u dont have to be alone.
This a poem called wondering
Month by month day by day
i sit here next the shining blue bay
wondering if i'll see u again.
I don't think u'll be able to begin
to think of the way i feel.
The seel
of our relationship will never be broken
until some one has spoken.
So month by month day by day
i just sit wondering about us next to the gleaming blue bay.
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