The Retuning (home)

Send us Fan MailThe Returning (home)Dedicated to RDK and ABThe stars rippled in the evening sky, the late afternoon faded into the crepuscular dust, the footpath home was lit by the afterglow of a fading day, “tonight,”he whispered to himself, “tonight, I’ll be home again, for I’ve travelled far,from far away,”And so later, as he lifted the latch upon the familiar,the garden gate, and walked up to the front door, through the gardens overgrown with time, knocked in patterns  and rhythms upon the ancient wood, the door opened with a flood, of warmth and light, and there, upon the porch, there with his first wings and roots, his mother smiled and stood.Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me [email protected]