Like a Wave

I slam the door; I’m home No one else has seen my rage, The cartwheels through the house that, Only my home would understand. I break down the road to find my friends, Building worlds with snow and ice, Stories come together like a tsunami, When I finally come in, I’m soaked. My dog charges to the door, My cat lies down, purrs flow like a river, The fish drift through their tank, Washing away the outside world. Every hockey game starts, With my friends singing loud, To some song that we’ve never heard. Like a wave, I am always brought back home