I am home

The house stood tall
Proud and elegant
Like it’s been waiting

The swing watched
Quite and static
Like it’s been waiting

The porch extended its arm
painted freshly red
Dressed elaborately to receive

The demon face smiles
Vainly trying to scare
Grossly unable to deceive

The furniture sits calmly
Sure of us to sit with them
Yet a bit impatient

The calendar marks the date
Crossing each passing day
Today they arrive on vacation

The walls reverberate
The shouts and laughter
Filling up the empty space within

The craving hugs
The hand that ruffles the hair
Brings that happy grin

Eyes full of longing
watch with happy anticipation
they have been waiting

I am home
Filled with love and bliss
Something I have been waiting