Some day I’ll wander back again,
To where the old home stands,
Beneath the old tree down the lane
Afar in other lands.
Its humble cot will shelter me
From every care and pain,
And life be sweet as sweet can be
When I get home again.
Some day I’ll wander back again,
To scenes so dear to me,
Where life, sweet infancy’s refrain
Beside a mother’s knee.
To live once more the golden hours
Of joyous, merry play,
No thorns but only sweetest flowers,
There in life’s merry way.
Some day I’ll wander back again,
To hearts so kind and true;
Whose gentle faces still remain
In memory’s cherished view.
No more my wayward feet will roam
Life’s troubled pathway o’er.
But in the light and love of home
I’ll rest me evermore.
- (Exchange)
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