Finding Home
Facebook lights up with
pictures of friends
traveling-
one of my favorite things to do
but lately
my senses are heightened
with longing for
trees of my town
shops on the square
breeze of the farm
wind chimes tingling
fences saddling the rolling hills
long winding gravel driveway
rocks crunching under tires
our house on the backside of nowhere
privacy and tranquility
of no neighbors keeping tabs
three dogs who believe
our favorite chair is plenty
big enough for all
fireplace and books,
teabags and rag quilt throws
sherpa slippers and porch swing
snippets of everywhere else
make leaving home
finding it
Common Threads 