Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Sad Awakenings

To get back home, there is a way,

When I have come to the end of

Having another homeless day,

A way back home where once was love

For me from all my family.

I was the apple of her eye,

And as good sleep awaited me,

Momma would sing a lullaby.

So even though she now is gone,

And I'm alone, I try to take

A good sleep where I can dream on

Of going home, but then I wake.

Awakening, again I know

That back home I can never go.