Homeward Bound

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I had never noticed it before, an eye, amidst all the green. Almost like it was watching me. Now, walking towards the peak, my binoculars revealed it – staring down like a tiger. I stared at the other side, but there wasn’t another eye.

Had I imagined it? I looked again, and with a green iris, she was there. Mother nature. A kind heart, green fingers, and I smiled, remembering the days I sat there. My legs dangling in the water, watching a frog jump from lily pad and into the water.

Calm, serene, and with my dreams for company.

Walking closer, the wind whispered a lullaby, it’s sweet song carrying me across the green hills of home. Had it been almost twenty years? I hauled my rucksack over my shoulder, whistling the tune my father used to when I was too young to go to school alone.

He is with me now – I can sense his laughter – the aroma of roses, his favourite flower. I skip, like I am young again, to the lake, where we used to throw stones, seeing the ripples brush through the water. Home, is where I love to be me.