My feet hit familiar ground

As I rise from sated slumber.

Feeling content in my rested skin

And surrounded by my knicks and knacks.

Routine flows anew after time away

Habitating in another’s four walls.

Thankful for the time away

And respite from demands.

Exchanging one nest for another

Today this creature comforts within her own.

“HE IS HAPPIEST BE HE KING OR PEASANT WHO FINDS PEACE IN HIS HOME.”

– Johann Wolfgang von Goethe