Poems (Kennedy)/My Refuge
MY REFUGE
THE day has been long and dreary With ceaseless patter of rain,And the dragging hours have brought me Only some heart-ache and pain.As I turn my sad face homeward The night drops down from above,And my heart is yearning, yearning For a touch of the arms I love—
The arms that never have failed me, The refuge to which I flee;All day 'mid the jar of the city I dream of them waiting for me,Dream of their rest and their welcome After a day of dull care—Oh, arms outstreched in the gloaming, Oh, arms of my EASY CHAIR!