Journeys End (For Those Who Wait)

Waiting for you at stairs end,
With my arms out stretched.
To see and hear you once again,
The warmth of the soft words.


Seeing you walking toward me,
A slight smile from your lips.
Anticipation heightens at each step,
Leaving the last stair our eyes lock.


I draw closer to greet you sooner,
At long last arms greet one another.
You are here; you are home,
We are together once again.

by, Sheilah Say 05.15.2025