On the prowl
I need a place
To put my head
I want to sleep
Go to bed
I wonder around
This dark countryside
In search of a place
Far and wide
A place that
I can call my own
A loving place
I can call home
Roaming around
This lonely road
Makes me afraid
Afraid to roam
I ache for a spot
Where I could sleep
Close my eyes
And dream deep
Of a beautiful land
Not far away
Where I could live
Always stay
A place that I
Could call home
A lovely place
Where I could roam
A special spot
Not very big
Full of love
Wanting to give
Is there a place
Where there are others
Never poor
And good to each other?
A place where
I could catnap
Without fear
Of an attack
Where hearts
Are kind
And souls
Are free
A happy place
Waiting for me
I once knew
Of such a place
Full of life
And mystery
I was in love
With a man
Who kept my heart
And held my hand
Times were hard
But they were good
Is there such
A neighborhood?
Or was it left
In history?
Did time pass by
In my sleep?
Did I catnap
So deep
Skipping through
A generation
Confusing me
Causing frustration
An eternal rest
I was unaware
Take me back
I want to go there
It was home
It was me
by Renee Robinson