Time to Go Home

                                         Unable to care for himself, it was time to go home
                                        Times had been traumatic and frightening to him
                                       He did not know where to turn, or what to do now
                                        Even the small things of life seemed beyond him
                                       He needed so much help now, even just to be fed

                                       Tears would uncontrollably start to roll down his face
                                      He wanted so much just to reach out, just to touch
                                     His mind however lay not trapped and it soared free
                                     Beginning to grasps all of those things once hidden
                                     His eyes now looked at the world as if it were all new

                                     Of all the things he now began to see and feel clearly
                                     Only one had become the most important of all to him
                                     It was how gently he was touched, held, cared for in love
                                    His desire, need for it seemed to grow larger each day
                                   And in the only way he could, he returned it with his smile

                                    A gentle hug, a holding, love without limitations bought joy
                                    What could ever be more important than this his smile said
                                    Sometimes the things others would do for his good hurt him
                                   And he had trouble understanding why they did them to him
                                   But as they again touched and held him in love trust returned

                                   In this world where he lived now he learned many new lessons
                                    One cannot have whatever they want, whenever they want it
                                    Others must be trusted to make the right decisions in love
                                    What is best, sometimes does hurt, but only for a little while
                                  And he thought, the very best thing in all the world is only love.

                                   The caretakers smiled down on him as he slept peacefully now
                                   As the moons light seemed to reflect off a face of innocent love
                                   Life had changed, never to be the same now that he was here
                              And for all of whatever time there was left to be, both good and bad
                                 The hard decisions, the easy decisions, Love would be the guide.

                                       And he slept,
                                                       Blissfully unaware of it all,
                                                                                  for he was only 2 weeks old                              

                                       and a life time would pass before he would be here again