Ode to Coming Home for Winter Break

How sweet it is...

My sweatpants are on, but not my bra,
and there’s clothes all over the ground.
But I don’t have to pick them up
since I’m back at home by now.

Yes, I miss my roommate
and her gamer boyfriend dude.
But I’ll never miss my morning class
or the dining commons food.

I can shower barefoot now
and laundry’s done for free.
Naps in my own bed are better
than school could ever be.

I can see my high school friends
or spend some time alone
since I have my own bedroom now
for the month that I’m at home.

Reviews

[E G TEN]

Hey Gabi, "Winter break"or some would say. Freeeedom!! Well,
For about two weeks at least. But it all goes fast with
Two major Holidays in accordance. Love the
Way you lay it all out with such freewill
In this lovely and energetic poem.
Super cool. Thanks for the
Send and also for
Adding :-)

[sinNsincerity]

My Bed, YES!!!! So Sacred!

[Brittany Bostic]

I love this! It is so honest and I understand how good it feels to be home.

[Coyote Poetry]

I do understand this poem. Home become nicer after we leave her. Nice flow of thoughts led to good ending. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[AaronFreitas]

There is no better feeling than leaving school to go back home. I can still think back to my freshman year and I think we had 3 weeks but it was the best 3 weeks of college! haha no worrying, no classes, "less" drama, and the comfort of your own bed :) Your words sparked memories my friend... excellent work :)

[ExquisiteEyes]

Sweet poem!
This reminds me of the things my friend, who goes to a barding school, told me how he felt after coming home for the holidays.