I walked among you and gave to you the deepest parts of my heart.

     I stood in truth and gave you the honest words of my Spirit.

     I gave my Soul in hopes that you could return to your own.

     I did these things and yet you could not give me the privilege of your company.

     My heart wept in sorrow as witness of the decay that became your life.

     There is no more to be done, for what is done is done.

     And for some THE HOME is Home, and for some there is NONE. - Mary M