Wednesday, June 3, 2020

Life Here Has It's Own Wings

Home Sweet Home
by Cathleen Campbell McCartney

Happy Birthday to my daughter - in - law
and thanks for capturing the magic of our home
in this drawing that sings me of sweet things!

Home

Traveling at night,
the headlights were bright
And we'd been up many an hour
And all through my brain
Came the refrain
Of home and it's warming fire

And Home
Sings me of sweet things
My life there has it's own wings
To fly over the mountains
Though I'm standing still

The people I've seen
They come in between
The cities of tiring life
The trains come and go,
But inside you know
The struggle will soon be a fight

And Home
Sings me of sweet things
My life there has it's own wings
To fly over the mountains
Though I'm standing still

Traveling at night,
the headlights were bright
But soon the sun came through the trees
Around the next bend
The flowers will send
The sweet scent of home in the breeze

And Home
Sings me of sweet things
My life there has it's own wings
To fly over the mountains
Though I'm standing still


Karla Bonoff
American singer-songwriter, guitarist (b 1951)
P.S.
Wishing everyone a healthy
summer of reading & singing,
of curious road trips & happy times at home!
Quotidian Posts will resume in the fall,
on Sam's Birthday ~ September 7th!

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