Monday, April 16, 2012

Homecoming (Poetry Month 2012: Day 16)

I'm not waiting out here.
I just came to enjoy the weather,
the afternoon breeze.
I look up at every approaching car
because the sound startles me.
That's why my heart speeds up each time.

It's the best part of the day
because of the light
from the almost-setting sun,
and the twittering back and forth
between the branches--some sort
of avian reunion
from the sound of it.
Just a coincidence that
in 4 1/2 minutes
you'll be home.

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