Click Your Heels Together Three Times

Things change

And places

And people

That you once called

Home.

It’s in their smells

And in songs

And in forgotten photos

When déjà vu

Taps you on the shoulder

Invites you in

For coffee

Lets you sit with them

Breathe them in

As they once were

That’s when you get to return home

To that safe, sacred space

Of love and light

Push past the pain.

That man behind the curtain

The magician

Was just a man

Lost in a dream

Looking for his own way

Home.