i'm glad you're home

it feels strange to have

someone

that cares for you.

who worries about you.

who shares the cooking,

or helps you around the house.

someone who

throws clothes

into washer

then helps to fold 

when things

have dried out.

someone that calls or texts

in the middle of the day 

for no reason, other

than to just say

hey.

it's odd, it feels funny

to have anyone

around that misses you,

or calls you

honey.

who welcomes you at

the door

with arms spread wide

and says, 

welcome back,

i'm glad you're home.