It’s a long way up the gravel lane <br />And my legs are stiff, all asleep <br />But the light’s on in the kitchen <br />So she must be still awake <br /> <br />The boys at work don’t smoke my brand, <br />Put my tobacco by my chair. <br />Turn that old radio on, <br />Real quiet, <br />And just sit there. <br /> <br />I’ve been looking for you all night long, <br />I’ve been alone all day <br />Put the kettle on the burner <br />I’m coming home soon.<br /><br />Patrick O'Reilly<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/coming-home-soon/
