He walked through the gate
That was swinging in the wind
As he approached his homestead
The rickety gate creaking at the hinges
His eyes adjusted to the morning light
As he made his way homeward bound

His heart beat like a thousand drums per beat
A minute as his footsteps quickened
To see his beautiful, lovely wife
Whom he adored with all his heart
He was home, he could smell
Her sweet lavender perfume
That wafted in the air around him

He was home from a long forgotten war
He was back to see the women he adored
He could see smoke drift from the chimney
As he picked up the pace
Then he heard her first….

Her sweet tender voice singing
Their favorite song as she hummed
While she worked away at her chores
Then with a small cough he stood at their front door

She turned in surprise….
Her eyes smiled
She ran straight into his arms
She could not contain the joy
That she felt as he swung her in his arms

As she quietly murmured…”Your home my love…Your home”
They quenched their thirst of each other as they clung
With all their might…kissing and hugging as if
They had never seen the day of light

Then picking her up in his arms
He quietly whispered in her ear
“Yes sweet angel of mine …I am home…and here to stay”
As he promptly walked up the stairs
She sighed and snuggled close to his heart
And whispered…”My prayers have been answered sweet love”
“Your home once again”