Can’t Wait to Get Home
Big hats, tall buildings,
steakhouses and green parks,
the hot sun, whipping wind,
and clouds with no rain.
Spicy food, cold drinks,
and a hotel filled with laughter.
My room is quiet.
I can snack in peace.
I sleep soundly
and uninterrupted.
But nothing about this visit
can make me forget about home,
where my little boy plays
and bangs on the table,
where sleep is often disturbed,
and meals are rarely eaten hot.
Warm with my son on our couch,
at home and completely happy.
That’s where I want to be.
Absolutely profound description of a Mother’s longing…..Love you Charity (Max’s Awesome Mommie!)
Smiling again as I think about working mothers and thinking about all the reasons I am so happy you are “daughter”, love you.