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HOME AT LAST
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POEMS FROM POET FREAK HOME AT LAST
As I looked across the
great expanse of time
clouds gathered,
the wind whispered
his name.
DUSTEN, DUSTEN!
The air became
misty
angels weeping
hovered
around,
a sadness filled
the surround.
Suddenly I heard
soft voices
sighing in the
distance.
A song of welcome
welcome home
DUSTEN
Welcome home.
Oh our Dusten was
on his way home.
It was then I realized
I must release him
for his heavenly
journey.
Let his spirit soar as
a bird in flight
I bowed my heart.
Silently released him
to the wind.
to be carried in the
arms of the angels.
home.
Home at last.
copyright by heather burns
