7.01.2013

Make it home

We part, from time to time,
and travel two roads in this green world.
I return first and find
the grass tall, the garden unruly,
the house quiet, an unfamiliar smell.
When I turn old, all I hope for
is the sight of you on the country lane
walking back
to make it home.

5 comments:

Carolyn Mase said...

Beautifully expressed.

Tenn Nsy said...

Almost a poet and dont know it.
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Tenn Nsy said...

The enjoyable thing about going home after a journey is the look and smell of your surroundings.There's such peace of mind being at home no doubt.

Susan

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Angelo De Almeda said...

Very short but abundant in meaning. Nice one Guido!