Home coming Joy
You were always there
Making home time, a joy
time
When I stepped through the
door
With a leap and a bound,
you were upon me
You had the look of
delight
Wagging your tail like in
flight
Covering me in slaver
With a happy bark
You would belch in my face
Spinning round and round
You could not get enough
of me
Bouncing around, my dear
friend
Like a re union after
years apart
Instead of breakfast time
this morning
Your joy was infectious
Filling my spirit with love
When Tomorrow comes
It will be home time joy
Once again
©Martin Hickman; April
2013
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