Home.

I unpack from
vacation.
Its overwhelming.
I have not been home
for weeks.
I slept so
good in my own
bed.
I had a wonderful
trip but, I love home.
This morning as
we have breakfast
I make omelets.
with anything you want
in them.
Fresh orange Juice
toast, and strawberries.
I set the table
Hot coffee, lets not
forget that.
We sit and start
talking
about our vacation.
How sad we
are it is gone.
As I watch you,
I am home.
You are my mom.
my home, my life.
and as I take a big
bite from the fresh
strawberry,
I realize.
This is my Vacation.
Thank you.