Celebrated

Outside and inside,

two kinds of evening glow,

and there’s one thing —

really only one—

you need to know

As sun’s last light

paints orange above the hills

and the fire has finally

driven out the evening’s chill,

there’s one thing —

really only one needed —

to make the warmth stay,

to make it real

Heaven and earth

may be the same playground

where the children of the house can romp.

They are never uncompanioned,

never left alone, 

they’re always celebrated,

always home.

©Wendy Mulhern

November 9, 2018