Mom and Mimi are almost here
will their arrival bring tears or laughter?
Oh how I long to be home
to touch the faded keys of our paino
to turn the garden soil
to chase humingbirds and cocker spaniels
to smell something baking in the oven
and rediscover old photographs
why are goodbyes so bitersweet?
why have I felt so lost in these emotions
about leaving
if I stay will Norway become home?
or will California always be home, irregardless of where a live
home is where the heart is
a proverb too true
now all I have to do
is find my heart
