The stretch of silent beauty,

Tuesday night driving by,

In awe of stars abound,

Lights moving and hearts chatting,

I am home.


People weaving in and out,

Families gathering for a smile,

The human story grounding my soul,

A tenderness for my common man,

I am home.


Trees dancing with suburban brick,

Houses dotted with light and darkness,

Community is present,

Love is silent and love is there,

I am home.