MEMORIES OF HOME

By Roland E. Williams

From far this contraption has flown you and your emptiness

You exit to streets so new, yet they are the same old ones

The faces that had grown pale in your mind by your absence

Are once more defining their colors as they warm your heart

Now you recognize faces and places and lost kinships

Greetings multiply, leaving you with an abundant smile

Your emptiness fades, making way for this new sensation

That you are home again, at last