This morning the doorbell rang and, since seeing who the visitor was, my mother has not stopped smiling and laughing all day...You who live so far away
showed up today;
The unexpected one,
the hourly expected son.
Surely I know now
that time has passed,
has moved us on,
beyond, at last -
to cygnets on the River Cam,
and Turner skies
in a Gainsborough land.
It has been seven months since I last saw my younger brother, who has been working hard in Singapore, and writing me poems that make me smile and miss him more. And it is sweet to have him home, to be home, to enjoy being together.
