When I turn on that

winding road that leads toward home,

I know that soon I

will be greeted by dogs, cats,

and kids all eager

to tell me, each in their own

way, what they’ve been up

to all day. I can only

hope their days were good,

their telling short, and I can

finally come at

the close of day to a time

of non-relational ease.

                                                                            JDG