In the end
it’s the feeling you get
when you look into your mother’s eyes
bedded in wrinkles.
Her smile lighting up her face
her arms
stretched out in a greeting.
It’s the implication
not in the words of your father
but in his embrace.
His strong hands holding you tight
pressing you against his chest,
saying so much more than words ever could.
The unexpected affection
in one simple,
spontaneous hug.
When you look down
and see your niece
wrapped around your leg,
happily showing off her tiny teeth.
And then you remember.
Even if you’ve spent the summer of your live
in the land of your dreams,
wanting to stay there forever –
sometimes…
It’s good to be back.
- Merry christmas everybody -
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