RETURNING HOME
As I return
home
from a long
journey
weary from
travel.
You are
there
waiting
for me
climbing
into your
lap
As a small
child
resting for
awhile
Leaning my
head
on your
shoulder
Snuggled
in your
embrace
I draw
from
your
strength.
In the
evenng
when all
is
quiet.
Being
rocked
in the
cradle
of your
love.
I am
most
happy there.
copyright by heather burns