POEMS By DONRUBI

So long i heard that sound
Since i left for pound
The sound that go all round
From hence to tense and bound

The joy of home I've found
To see my home is sound
The dead i know were mourned
And peace i hope they found

The love of home is strong
The birds that sing their songs
The men that play their gongs
They are the friends we left for long

But home alone i hate.


Composed and published by DONRUBI

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