(NOTE: some of this is repeat, just want to post chapter by chapter. Had to finish Chapter 1, so here is the entirety of that. Currently working on Chapter 2, so stay tuned.)

A BROKEN HOME

I heard the door slam solidly behind me, and took the stairs two at a time. I dashed through the pouring Gulf Coast rain to the bus stop.

“Hey.” I nodded in the general direction of an older gentleman sitting on the bench, inches from the pouring rain. “You doing okay today?”

Joyfully at home I shall wait,
Never sigh in my single state.
Indeed, better Hands hold my fate;
Joyfully at home.

Life at home is not always "fun",
But brings more joy in the long-run.
Contented to serve a good Son;
Joyfully at Home.

More hands to do the needed work,
Less for mother who does not shirk,
Time learning patience is a perk;
Joyfully at home.

Someday I may have my own place:
A diff'rent man will set the pace.
With my fam'ly running life's race;
Joyfully at home.