Rebekka Bakken

Standing at your door
Like so many times before
Here I'm again
Returning to a friend
You kiss my weary feet
And take me to your room
I lay my coat away
You wash my face and say:
Welcome home
It has been a while
You've walked a thousand miles, back home
Now leave your worries behind
And rest your mind...
This time I'm back for real
This time I will heal
Never will I
Hold that coat again