When I come Home

November 3, 2008
By Ian Sempsrott, Middletown, OH

When your around you beat me down.
When your here I tend to vear.
From my path,away from my goal.

But I know,its gonna be ok.
When I come home to you Lord.

When I come home its gonna be alright.
When I come home your gonna hold me tight.
Jesus I will praise you always.

The weight of this world is too great for me myself.
Lord I cry out to you in agony.
Please lighten this burden.

But I know, its gonna be ok.
When I come home to you Lord.

When I come home its gonna be alright.
When I come home your gonna hold me tight.
Don't ever let me fall away from you.

Ian W. Sempsrott


The author's comments:
I was inspired to write this poem because my cousin.

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