glad to be home

glad to be home.
everything left as
it was.
the glass
in the sink.
the book on
the counter,
the curtain
drawn
just so.
that pillow left
as when you
got up, still
holding your
impression. your
shoes left
in the kitchen
near
the stove.
the welcoming
silence,
just the quiet
hum
of the furnace
saying
its warm
hello.