The stretch of silent beauty,
Tuesday night driving by,
In awe of stars abound,
Lights moving and hearts chatting,
I am home.
People weaving in and out,
Families gathering for a smile,
The human story grounding my soul,
A tenderness for my common man,
I am home.
Trees dancing with suburban brick,
Houses dotted with light and darkness,
Community is present,
Love is silent and love is there,
I am home.