On Homecomings....

*i wrote this last year, when my friend got back from DC and when i felt like people were finding their way home* 

This seems oddly appropriate as i feel like i'm putting on parts of my old self like a favorite sweater, coming back to the best parts of who i am. It's like the snow is melting, the fog is lifting and for the first time in a minute i can see the promise of the future, when you're rooted in the right things. 

Put your blue jeans back on....

Nothing sweeter 

than laughter

hugs and reuniting 

after months

or days 

or years. 

coming (back) together 

exactly how its supposed to be

homecomings are beautiful 

and tragic 

knowing that you belong somewhere 

but have to leave to figure out where 

your hat truly hangs

adventures are necessary 

and encouraged to become 

all that you're supposed to be

a better version 

the most you you're able to be

Well wishes, and goodbyes escape mouths 

 unintentionally 

knowing that there is a place for you

at my table and at the foot of my bed 

and a coffee cup

waiting to hear of all that's happened

stiring spoons, taking sips, 

unloading, uncovering 

all the mystery

the world has for us 

together. 

Welcome home,indeed 

it's about time you hopped back 

into where you belong

We've been waiting. 

and no one belongs here more than you.