Coming Home

If you read it, you defiantly understand it..

I looked around with a smile upon my face

today was the day

I am heading back to my roots

back to my home

back to where it all began

Days like this

it was a beautiful

the sun rise has never made me feel this alive 

in just a few hours I will be greeted home by the two people who love me the most

along with my furry four-legged friend

papa is probably pacing around excitedly 

only making grandma even  more nervous 

grandma is probably doing the house work, still thinking her house looks like a mess

I know they have anticipated this day for awhile now

Polly is probably still asleep on my favorite old hod-die she took over before I left 

I can't help but to smile 

because in a few hours I will be heading home 

where I belong

don't get me wrong cali is beautiful 

but Utica is where I belong

with my family around me

my true friends close

as I head towards the air port I know this one way flight will feel like the longest

as I called grandma to speak to her one last time before I get on the plane

I can hear Polly excitedly howling at papa 

even she knows I'm coming home

This is it, here I go this flight will take forever 

but I know at the gate in which I land

I am only a little bit away from greeting them at the doors

papa is counting down the time 

he is probably getting ready now

so here we go

only a few hours until I am at home 

Author's Note

excuse an grammar problems, I wrote this because I love writing free-verse poetry! A second one will be coming out to follow this one