Thoughts of home

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Historical Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

A third poem through the eyes of a young girl disguised as a male soldier in the american civil war.

Thoughts of Home 

By: Lunita 

Having thoughts of home 

And family alike 

It seems my only friends 

Are the dead, eyes open without sight 

 

I’m lonely, even though I’m not alone 

It feels as though I can’t get through 

Through to the other side, to move along 

It’s so hard, because I can’t speak my truth 

 

Without my family, 

I’m a lost soul 

Damned to wander the earth 

Wondering why I’m so cold 

 

I can’t remember who I am 

Only what I saw that day 

I’m so tired of walking, running and fighting 

But I can’t force myself to get away 

 

I see my whole family 

All smiling, laughing, crying 

At the sight of my homecoming 

If I said they were upset, I’d be lying 

 

With thoughts of home, 

In my travels, I stop and smile 

As I make my way home, 

Mind if I come in and stay a while? 


Submitted: August 12, 2020

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