I slam the door of the car and I wonder
Will I be fulfilled and content here
Or filled with doubt and a heart torn asunder?
Knees are knocking as I’m riddled with fear
I step onto the pavement frosty,
Feeling wobbly, I grab my sister’s arm,
Thinking, that plane fare was very costly,
I look around and sniff the smell of farm.
My anxious thoughts about to collide
Until I hear that blessed noise –
A bark coming from the house, inside.
I smile, picturing my bag of toys
A flash of fur, licking, no teeth, no bite.
With a deep breath, I realize everything’s all right.