The work is over
The holiday ends
Home is to my girls
waiting arms,
I'm away home.
I've seen places
my dreamland bless
peaceful and pristine;
clean and green.
It's far away home.
The flight is long
from north to south
as plane traversed
the ocean in
distance crossed
to ascending height
like lightning speed
my weary feet long
to get home soon!
~greenmeadow~
2/18/2006
hope you enjoyed your stay in the USA!