Poem: Back Home Finally

Back Home Finally


Back Home
Finally
Been North too long
Love seeing the Family, but

Tired of driving. Tired of snow
Tired of driving in snow
Tired of asking "What day is it?"
Tired of having it matter

Sleep in
My bed
Shower in My shower
Walk the dog in My woods

Put the damn suitcases away
Fill and light the woodstove
Feed the birds. Read
Be normal. My normal

My couch
Warm down quilt
Hot chocolate with a shot of shine
Quiet time with My Mary

New tying vice
Comfy bench chair
Fly rods in the closet
Within reach. Ready

Back Home
Finally
Been North too long

By: Mike Sepelak             

2/4/11