When I'm Home

Written by Brooke-Lauren Montgomery

in remembrace of Julia O. Montgomery



               

                You wait for me where you are free to roam,

                Where sorrow’s gone and death is left behind,

                So I won’t fret, I’ll see you when I’m Home.

                And where the sea is beautiful with foam,

                Where illness is no more, pain cannot bind,

                You wait for me where you are free to roam.

                You’re waiting there beneath Love’s massive dome,

                Where hate is gone and there is peace of mind,

                So I won’t fret, I’ll see you when I’m Home.

                It’s where the broken hearted do not groan,

                I’ll see you there, you won’t be hard to find,

                You wait for me where you are free to roam.

                It’s where the lonely never walk alone,

                Where perfect’s true and nothing good’s confined,

                So I won’t fret, I’ll see you when I’m Home.

                You’re where all things are made anew and known,

                And where our eyes no longer will be blind,

                You wait for me where you are free to roam,

                So I won’t fret, I’ll see you when I’m Home.