Sabbatical

I've been gone for far to long

No typing have I done

No stories written, No poems penned

No reading others prose

A year has passed, Life changed for the better

I've moved away from the pain and strife

Back to a place of peaceful rest

Back to the roots of my youth

Morning coffee on the porch swing

Birds seranade the coming days

A view of the horses grazing calmly

While the frogs croak and jump into the pond

Surrounded by tobacco fields

And those by whom I'm loved

Encouraged, held and validated

My heart has has found its rest

So here I sit, Fingers to keyboard

Typing once again

My healthy sabbatical has ended here

Hello again old friends