The Return
Snow fills the streets. Sun shines anew.
What is this land I’ve returned to?
Ears straining for familiar sounds.
Eyes darting, up, down, all around.
I should know this place by now.
Know these streets and know this town.
But time has forced a change, you see.
Within this place inside of me.
I don’t feel home, don’t feel abroad.
It’s like I’m living a facade.
I don’t fit here, I don’t fit there.
And yet I fit in everywhere.
I long to be where I come from.
To see the mountains, rivers, sun.
I long to stay and live this life.
To love both lands, withstand this strife.
My heart is torn between the two
What is the path that I should choose?
Each day I learn more than I know.
But how much do I want to grow?
The story changes day to day.
Routine returns, snow melts away.
As life awakens here once more,
The enemy is waging war.
One thing I know with all my heart,
That he cannot tear me apart
So I will wait, and time will tell
Of how God loves me oh so well.
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