After a long day
You are what I seek.
A quiet place where I can
Empty out my pockets and kick
My boots off at the door.
A place where I can leave
All my personal possessions &
Walk away knowing
That when I come back
everything will be just as I left them.
After a long day
I don't want to hear the million
Notifications and alarms of my
phone
That remind me of something
I may or may not have
forgotten
Or the constant pocket checks.
If I have done everything
I set out to do
Recollections of the last place I may have dropped anything.
The backtracking that has worry on speed dial & won't hesitate to call, regardless if everything is alright or not.
After a long day
I just want to arrive here & slide into
a buttery couch cushion and melt into the low hum of the fan.
My keys and wallet on the table
In front of me
& Catch up on all the time that
I've spent away from you.
After a long day
You are the peace before the storm
Starts back up again.
It is here where I am completely
safe
No matter how hard the storm
blows.
I know that everything is alright
Until it is time to leave again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You've hit the nail in the head, never end the day angry, and also never go to bed with yr loved one angry