Take me home

 
Take me home
in the dark and frozen cold
when my breath sticks to my lips
and I have nowhere to go;
Someone, come with velvet shroud,
arm around my shoulders,
and guide me to the glowing light
to tender hands, waiting bed, rest
 
 
© Meisaan Chan
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