I went on vacation
to get away for a while
some time away for relaxation
some sun to make me smile.
And while basking in southern spring’s glow
and the wonder of the sky’s infinities
I thought of leaving home and snow
as relief from my town’s liabilities.
But on a day when, in the past,
I’d bundled with fellow inhabitants,
to see a traditional spectacle
I received news that made no sense.
While usually wishing for these days to linger long
the sun did not warm my soul alone
while the Nation mourned Boston
Strong, I wished to be back home.