Prodigal Returns

It was while we were yet far off

Before we had hatched a plan

or mapped a route back to your heart.

Before we had sent a postcard

to warn you of our imminent return.

While we were yet far off

you could see our footprints

turning in the opposite direction.

You knew that our hearts were entirely captured

before ever we recognized

a chink in our self-centered armor.

While we were yet far off

You had sent out the invitation

and blown up the balloons.

The presents were wrapped

and the chairs pushed back

to make room for the dancing.

As we rounded the corner

we could dimly see you,

craning your neck and leaping for joy.

We thought then

that a reconciliation might be possible.

While we were yet far off

you popped the cork

and added the final touches

to the party tea.

~Tracy Wheeler