Come Home
a poem about the only times I return there
Four walls. Roof. Windows.
That is what it 'takes to make a home'.
Until movers come. Packed photos. Mementos boxed.
Watch as they drive away.
Handshakes. Hugs. Kisses.
Lumped throat saying goodbye.
Family. Friends. Safety.
Longing already commencing.
Brunches. Holidays. Parties.
Events will be missed.
Dancing. Laughter. Conversation.
Memories that they’ll make.
Challenges. Failures. Success.
Some more than others.
Aging. Births. Deaths.
Only reasons I return ‘home’.
About the Creator
Nikki Torino Wagner
I know stories. After getting suspended for peddling my own magazine in grade school, I started contributing to the local paper’s weekly column. In college, I co-edited our newspaper and literary magazine, which won several awards.
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