I listen to the train whistle blowing <br />as it disappears down the track. <br />I would have been on it <br />and not coming back, <br />but a little voice inside me said stop <br />and reconsider all the things you will lose. <br />I listened to that little voice <br />it made me stop and think <br />of what I was giving up <br />if I ran away. <br />Now I’m standing at the station <br />as the train disappears from view. <br />I’m coming home my daring; <br />I’m coming home to you. <br />I’m going to change I promise <br />my roving days are through. <br />I’m coming home for good <br />just to stay with you. <br />You’ll never have to worry <br />any more at closing doors. <br />There won’t be any leaving, <br />only when I’m coming home. <br />Our life hasn’t been easy <br />I’ve been hurtful at times. <br />I’m changing that from now on <br />and I’ll never leave again. <br />So say hello to the new me <br />who is coming home to stay. <br />I love you so much darling <br />it’s something I cannot deny. <br />I’m coming home to be with you <br />until our dying days. <br /> <br />6 February 2008<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-m-coming-home-3/
