Going Home

Daisy Peasblossom on Feb 2, 2012

Poetry is for the moments when our hearts are too full for prose. Triond friends, family, world…after seven and a half long months, I get to go home!

Going home!

My bags are packed, ready to load

My heart is impatient,

Already on the road..

Going home!

Work do,

Furniture to move

Family to collect,

But I’m in the groove!

Going home!

Got a trunk load of bills,

Got a dig for a job..

But don’t need no doctor, don’t need no pills

Got the best kind of medicine for all my ills…

I’m GOING HOME!!!!

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girishpuri on Feb 2, 2012
i like it
PR Mace on Feb 2, 2012
Get on home, girl. I am so happy for you. If that is a picture of your house it is lovely. Best wishes to you, my dear friend.
Paul Roberts on Feb 2, 2012
Alrighty then, back in the casa! May allll the comforts come back to you.
Brenda Nelson on Feb 2, 2012
sweet, what an ordeal though.
A Bromley on Feb 4, 2012
Yup, I like this one too. Lots of us are finally getting to go home again. We all at one time or another face a time of rebuilding and renewing. This is a very cool poem.
erwinkennythomas on Feb 4, 2012
great piece
Ruby Hawk on Feb 5, 2012
Daisy, I am so happy for you. I can imagine how you feel after seven and half months of being foot loose. Enjoy being home.

Hi there!