Poem2021-02-28T08:31:17+00:00

Home... at last

By: Wendy Joan Ng

...I loved your house.

The colours and frames walked out of the recesses of my mind,
from you.

No longer surprised about discovering familiar postcard pictures,
of you.

Yet, warmly comforted in my long journey home,
to you.

I will be happy,
home
...with you.