When the chilly west winds
strip the trees of every shred of green,
and the fluffy white snow softly
embraces the earth,
It’s time for Homecoming.
When the snow muffles your footsteps
into soft deep prints along the path,
And the pine trees adorn
White Christmas caps,
‘Tis time for Homecoming.
When the stars from the heavens
Adorn our beautiful Christmas tree,
With dream catchers and fairies
playing hide and seek,
While watching over our yearnings
wrapped in love,
It’s time for Christmas and Homecoming.
When the longings of the heart
To put the jigsaw pieces of the family together
Reside in wafting aromas from my mother’s kitchen,
Impregnated with promises of a grand feast,
It’s time for a long-awaited Homecoming.
When the corners of the world
Are folded by the delicate origami
of love and kindness,
in deep-rooted beliefs and a sense of belonging,
It’s time for blessings and good wishes,
Christmas carols, Santa’s gifts
Snuggled under warm blankets of leisure,
And that long-cherished Christmas Homecoming.
Written by Papia Ghosh
