Homecoming

The children come home,
and morning sun is weeping,
the children come home,
their hopes and dreams are sleeping

The children come home,
no drivers for this flock
the children come home
no lead, just silent shock 

The children come home,
and Mother Earth is crying,
the children come home,
Spring is not meant to die in

The children come home,
blue skies are turning red,
the children come home,
this Summer’s breath is dead

The children come home,
how barren their aligning,
the children come home,
the clouds wear silver lining 

The children come home,
the future now bereft,
the children come home,
no wishing stars are left

The children come home,
and Winter far off calling
the children come home,
no snow for them to crawl in

My child is coming home,
there is no room to fill
my child is coming home,
no cure,  no wonder pill

My child, my love, my dear,
where is it  you are roaming?
O Mommy, Daddy, hear:
your heartbeat’s my soul’s homing

The children fly home,
embrace their broken wing,
the children are home,
their song the church bells sing

The children stay home,
now morning sun is sleeping
the children rest home,
their dreams in our safekeeping.

(Music: Eric Satie ~ “Gnosienne” performed by Wayne McEvilly ~ check out his website for his inspiring work to bring classical music to children: http://www.waynemcevilly.com )