Come back Father! <br />come back Home! <br />see your daughter <br />come back home <br />request is long, <br />though words are meager, <br />heart is tired, <br />eyes are eager, <br />to see you again <br />but cannot find <br />a single glimpse of your face <br />full of grace... <br />O! kind and tender! <br />come back home... <br />with your image <br />dreams are pregnant <br />dreams are rich <br />but inadequate, <br />for this craving heart. <br />i have portraits of your figure fine <br />but these photos are unkind. <br />they don't let <br />your tender hands <br />reach my head. <br />so come back home... <br />why don't you hear <br />my mute cries...? <br />tho' these are knocking <br />upon the higher skies. <br />don't you know <br />that in my heart <br />your memory lies. <br />my anxious soul <br />and silent sighs <br />call you Father <br />come back Home... <br />see your daughter <br />come back Home...<br /><br />Shahzia Batool<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/come-back-home-6/
