Its a relief to be back.
The city was good but
I needed the reassurance of home.
The tree rabbits are gone
And so is the noise
And I have the freedom to roam.
I'm back in my bed
Curled up warm and safe
Remembering sounds of the night.
That I heard in the city
without knowing why or what
strangeness had come into sight.
But now that I'm back
I can start to unwind
And feel the grass under my feet.
No longer the pavements
the paths through the parkland
And cobbles of some city street.
I have freedom and fresh air
waking me early
as I'm drawn back to my island retreat.