She drifted in with the mist
As if kissed by the air
Floating there in the half light
Blessed by time and the sight of home.
She had wandered alone for so long
Now the joyful song of soft waves lapping
Tickling and slapping a sandy beach
Came within reach like a sweet melody.
Birds in all guises colours and sizes
Fell in to guide her and deliver her safely
This rich lady with sweet form flowing
Graciously growing as she neared her shore,
Home once more.
Susan Ashdown
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/home-once-more/
