Torn Between Two Lives
I don’t know where I belong
I’m torn from branch to bough
The place I yearn to call home
Which one? I do not know
My heart is caught between two
Or the home I once knew
Oh, each day I’m pulled to and fro
Where do I belong?
Where should I go?
as I know it today
Holds me back and away
From the life I knew years ago
But, how do I know
When to stay or
When to go?
Where my heart thrives
Which one of these ?
A life of toil or a life of ease
And so many little ones
Depend on my presence and care
And, while I’m laboring there,
My other home calls me…so
I wonder, is now the time to go…?
But leaving is so hard to do
If only I believed and I knew
That my beloved would be okay
I’d return to the coast
And safely choose to stay
For a while.
I wake in the middle of night
Feeling tense and filled with fright
And concern that should I finally leave
My beloved ‘kids’ would surely grieve
For, I have never stayed away long
The need to nurture within
What would they do without me there?
Who else could possibly care
Imagination wanders to my used to be
I walk through the door, in fantasy
Believing my troubles have lessened so
That I give permission …for me, do go!
Back to those roots that served so well
That I call home
That I can tell
Is where I belong, where memories lie
Go, go now! Do not deny
This wish, this desire to be free
Don’t be caged
Hear this plea!
More by this Author
Animal/cat rescue Cat advocate. Story of one woman's quest to change the world of animal neglect.
Decorating Shabby Chic Style. How to distress, paint, and create lovely pieces at home.
America's 4-H teaches impressionable young people all the WRONG messages about loyalty, friendship and trust. A wolf in sheep's clothing.