Yearning…
The house at the
end of the lane
calls to me
A light coming
through the back
door reminds me
of home…
but — a home I
have never known
I feel them sitting
there in the kitchen
sharing their day…
watching TV…
laughing…
winding down for
the night as I pass
by yet again feeling
drawn … yet, am
not allowed to enter
a pull to my soul
a longing for something…
something just out
of my reach
but something
I need…
I want…
The family I
have never had
Nor will ever have…
Copyright © 2015 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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