We are almost there! Get through today, and tomorrow’s the final poem(s) of April!
For today’s prompt, take the phrase “(blank) Again,” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then write your poem. Possible titles include: “Here We Go Again,” “On the Road Again,” “Stumped on What to Write Again,” and “Doing the Wrong Thing Again.” — Robert Lee Brewer, Writer’s Digest
Home again
I suppose they call it
”feeling at home”
because that’s the place
you’re supposed to feel that way.
Oh, I do:
safe, comfortable, free.
Almost everywhere I go,
I look forward to coming home again.
I know some people think —
even you, perhaps —
they could not live anymore
in a home in which a loved one died.
To me this home
is not filled with the day of his death
but the year after year after year of life
he lived.
In vain I wish
the comforts of home
had been enough
to make him stay.
They are for me.