Home Tonight Poem by Paul Reed

THE MOON is a wavering rim where one fish slips,
The water makes a quietness of sound;
Night is an anchoring of many ships
Home-bound.

From ‘Home Bound' by Joseph Auslander

I set my compass towards home
And each step is a joy,
A magnet for my soul;
The doorstep beckons
And the threshold invites
Tonight.

What greater achievement
Than to build a happy home?
For to live without it
Is to be cast adrift,
Anchorless,
To be at the whim
Of the mighty waves;

Go home tonight
And look forward to it,
Enjoy it;
Relish the surroundings
No matter if they lavish
Or humble be;
I will go home tonight
And be me.