Homecoming or The 30 Years' Wait

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You hold me
tenderly, but firm

security is in your arms
confidence is in your smile

flustered when you look at me
my heart in my throat - i can hear nothing else

your arm outstretched to take my hand,
I cannot remember how to walk

my mind and heart are overcome
there is space enough

to drink in your love
and nothing more

 

<I am the author.  I posted this originally to wordpress.com on 4/16/2018.  The title has been edited to better reflect my intention.>