Come Home
a poem about the only times I return there
By Nikki Torino WagnerPublished 2 months ago • 1 min read
Photo by Clay Banks on Unsplash
Four walls. Roof. Windows.
That is what it 'takes to make a home'.
Until movers come. Packed photos. Mementos boxed.
Watch as they drive away.
Handshakes. Hugs. Kisses.
Lumped throat saying goodbye.
Family. Friends. Safety.
Longing already commencing.
Brunches. Holidays. Parties.
Events will be missed.
Dancing. Laughter. Conversation.
Memories that they’ll make.
Challenges. Failures. Success.
Some more than others.
Aging. Births. Deaths.
Only reasons I return ‘home’.
About the Creator
Nikki Torino Wagner
I know stories. After getting suspended for peddaling my own magazine, in grade school, I started contributing to the local paper's weekly column. In college, I co-edited, and won several awards, for our paper and literary magazine.

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