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Home.
October 10, 2016
I came to the streetlight.
I wonder how many times
I had made this journey
I walked up the steps to the porch.
I had never seen our neighborhood
from this angle.
There was our house.
Daylight was busy,
a man waved, children raced
Summertime, children played.
Fall, children fought.
Winter, children shivered.
I made my way home.
I missed home.
© Anonymous
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This peom was written from words taken from a page in "To Kill a Mockingbird".