Joyous - he's coming home
Joyous - he's coming home
Whimsical original artwork and poem by Kieran Gonsalves (c) 2025
It’s the 12th of June, my dear son is coming home soon
Should be here by noon, I’m so joyous, over the moon
I last saw him four years ago (or was it more? Not sure)
His coming home is so good for my soul, this I do know
Has he changed a lot? A little maybe (he’s a grown man)
In my heart, he’s still my little baby, (I’ll hug him if I can)
I’ve cooked his comfort food of meatballs and spaghetti
Even kept two glasses and a bottle of Chianti all ready
Can’t wait to see him; he is my pride and my joy
Strong and handsome … so proud of my little boy
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Well done brother (A sister on WhatsApp)
I wrote this poem inspired by a happy memory.
I had my mother in mind when I wrote this poem. This one goes back a few years on my last visit to my hometown in India for Mum’s 87th birthday.
My mother’s friends told me she was so excited counting the days when I was visiting her back in 2011.
I had no idea but that thought is very heartwarming for me.
She must’ve sensed it would be our last visit abd when it was time to say goodbye she gave me an extra tight hug and she passed away a few months later.
That moment remains etched in my mind - Kieran