Me being me,
You laughing.
Old movies playing.
Snow in the air,
Holidays around the corner.
I am safe
I am seen
I am known
I am me.
I am home.
But, I am homesick.
The warmest family dining room table you’ve ever seen,
There seems to be a glow in the air.
Four sisters laughing in the kitchen.
Dad quietly makes a joke
And rolls his eyes in the other room;
He loves “his girls.”
Mom rushes in with final touches,
The meal nearly ready.
It’s perfectly imperfect,
This home filled with love.
We had everything that mattered;
You were there.
You are home.
I’ll always being a little homesick,
Until I see you again.
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Chelsea Spack
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