Rhymers theme this week. Leaving home.

 

The Gnome from Home

 

I just could not wait,
my future to anticipate.
Freedom;  what a thought.
To wear that new dress I had bought.

 

My mother always used to say,
"This is how long I let them stay..
until they grow wings just like the rest,
then I kick them unceremoniously out of the nest."

 

We were always rareing to go,
to get on with life; what a show.
Love was plentiful in our home.
We even had a garden with some gnomes.

 

When finally the day to leave arrived,
I was full of advice my parents had supplied.
A job, a flat, a friend or two
I knew exactly what I was going to do.

 

When I began to unpack my case.
I found a note and parcel, filling an empty space.
As I sat upon the bed, the following are the words I read.

 

"We sent you out into the world to roam, 
and thought you might like this gnome from home."

 

© 2018 Taylor Crowshaw