Home again

I’d like to see you home again,
Your glasses by the fire,
And watch your nimble fingers wind
About your tangled hair:

To breathe your breath at breakfast time,
To smell your skin at tea,
To see your eyes at supper’s end
Warmly seeing me.

I’d like to take you home again
Our home, so homely snug
And stretch out by the fire all night
And wake you on the rug.