How do you know
How do you know when you’re home
When you’ve been gone for so long
But you’ve made it finally
With presents wrapped tightly
Mom, Dad, 3 sisters, 2.5 brothers
The .5 is an in-law
But he’s alright
We’ll round up.
But how do you know
That college, grad school, and 2 stints of expat life--
That that time, that non-linear time
That stretches, compresses, and skips beats at will
Did it have time to remember you.
Door opens and cradles you with light and sound
Sensory overload--
Split wood piled near a woodstove, fire’s going
Persian
rug, wood floors, and people
Oh
so many people
Smiling.
Welcome back
Welcome home.
This is awesome. I cried. Nice work. I really relate to your speaker here. Thanks for your contribution! Keep writing. :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, thanks for contributing this piece. And welcome to the blog!
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