Welcomed by the smell of roasted mealies and the different scent of beautiful plants
A group of kids scream and jump on me, clinging tightly
Screams and chattering of how they missed me echoed my ears,
I couldn’t respond to all
I get followed in every room as if I was going to vanish
No time to rest, everyone wanted to know if it was me in real
The room was full of chattering and blast, my ears missed it
I was home