14.Good to be home.

 Back in my bed tonight
 Makes me feel good-
 I can hear the rain
 On the skylight
 While beside you
 I am warm.

 When the kids wake me
 At some unearthly hour
 & demand pancakes
 Made as only I can
 I follow them
 Down the stairs
 Thinking
 It's good to be home
 To walk on my own ground
 Where, for better and for worse,
 I am known.

 I open the kitchen door
 & the dog goes out, barking
 I smell the weather
 & from the clouds
 I  see the day ahead.
 I have the rare pleasure
 Of having built the life
 I want to lead.

 It's good to be home.
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