Arriving Home Poem by David Taylor

Excitedly he approaches me
with eloquent words that express his inmost feelings
and grabbing my hand pulls me
to I know not where
not one word do I understand
but a world of emotion shines brightly
and enthusiasm takes a stand
in actions that will not admit of any delay
and with a beaming smile of earnest intent
I am drawn from the front door
into the heart of our home
by Daniel my two year old
who has no overlay of assumed responsibilities
to dull the joy of the ever present now.