You're Home

Just something a wrote

You're Home

We race to meet you

Sliding on the worn wooden floor

Holding on tight until you gasp

We hold you, hoping you're real

You've been gone forever

A day, a week, half a year

It all feels the same

You're Home

We want to tell you everything

All that happened in your absence

You change your clothes

And shed the uniform that means so much

You still belong to us, but they come first

You're Home

The eldest goes first

She has important things to say

A boy, a class, perhaps college

Next the middle,

all fancy and stresses

A fight, a new teacher, more detention

The last and youngest 

Full of laughter and half finished jokes

Her words all try to get out at once

We laugh together till we have tears

You're Home

Everything is better, we are safe

You left so long ago and

In your absence we panicked

We went to school, we played our games

In the summer we read our books

Talking over the phone, and checking in

Never enough, we wanted you here.

You're Home

And finally you are ours at last

We didn't begrudge you your life apart

We followed as children often do

But now we are the ones who must leave

One by one we will go out

A day, a week, half a year

Will go by just the same

Holidays will come and go

and some together and others apart

Let it not be when you go home forever

that we all come back again.

Author's Note

Rough Draft, Free Writing, Personal

Reviews

[walkingman117]

I liked the line
"We hold you, hoping you're real"

also the description of how the children talked