Going Home

Home away from home sounds strange Yet our time here has brought change. It seems just like yesterday We arrived to plot and play. We dived into our roles fast Sketching moves from first to last. Watched the autumn gold hues glow Briskly tell a story flow. Days have come slipping away As if in a routine sway. Change fashions an abrupt tease To recite a distant lease. Time drips away anyhow As such odd moments ooze now. Going home anchors clear zest As fond feelings flush brief quest. Away since that yesterday No more words to sculpt new play. From this solitary space We fly home to our own pace. In this journey journal page Watch words trek time in a cage. Leon Enriquez 07 June 2018 Hamlet Place, ACT