Dear home here I come
To savour my favourite chilly.
Redder than ever, sharper it's been never.
No pet would wag his tail as lovingly,
No cherubic smile would charm so willingly.
Your warmth, your glow, your welcome smile on show,
All make it worth my journey home.
At last, to my peaceable state. My seepable taste.
(my daughter gave me this welcome gift- the chilly grown by my co-bro Murthy in his lovely kitchen garden- his home is named Siri).
