Last Day of Vacation//Going Home

Salt on my skin

And sand in my Sperry's.

The skin on my forehead

Pulled taut from sun:

Darker and more freckled.

Napping under a sea of down comforter

Sun through the balcony

Summer.

 

I want to sit in my garden again
Coaxing the scent from the mint plant

With my lazy fingertips.

Shapes of leaves dance on my face
Creating shade for
My eyes. Seeing things bigger

Than they used to

Because I've given more

Boundary away

To Abba God

The Painter, the Poet,

the Father.