Upon My Return - Poem by Violetta Simatupang
Leaping from the maroon sofa, Ruth kissed me
the thief of time snatched it too soon
from my weary mouth
”Daddy’s home, cool...daddy’s home. Carry me on your back, dad'
two little bead-eyed human beings
pinched Ruth off my cuddle. I wonder if I need to sigh.
Lines of free breaths
a tête-à-tête postponed
the four of us headed to the dining room
to embrace God’s blessings
Comments about Upon My Return by Violetta Simatupang
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You