He waits each year
For that one week of the summer
Where he can feel free
And finally be himself
Kin among kin
Finding safety in their differences
He watches the young ones
Who revel in the safe haven
He smiles at the sound of their laughter
Remembering the magic of seeing everything new
He listens to the water and music
Knowing he has found home once again
Riding down the winding mountain trail
In an uncomfortable school bus
Listening to Stevie Wonder
While laughing as we fall out of our seats
From the impact of each pothole
Walking through the college greens
On a warm night
Some random song stuck in my head
Playing on repeat once again
Smelling the new flowers blooming
In the garden near my favorite picnic table
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