Going back home
brought me peace
shadowing me from tease
sheltering me from sun
ushering in a lot of fun
returning found I
great comfort in no lie.
The return of the native
to the helm of affairs
sounds strange and naive
a really uninteresting surface.
Age has gone by
Times have changed.
The solicited try
is not to be aimed.
None is above things
Let them be tall or short
Their designated sings
are money bought.
The lure for money
attracts the young and old
and the enticing is not funny
as money makes one cold and bold.
With the handsome returns
no septuagenarian would refuse
the comfortable roll outs in turns
as they could put the perks to great use.
It is back to the old place,
Back to the usual pace,
Back in the familiar space,
Back into the monotonous race.
All things have a back side,
All time has a back tide,
All levels have a back ride,
All steps have a back slide.
Going back home is a pleasant return,
Reading back is a historical learn,
Falling back is a miserable spurn,
Back to the original is never a possible turn.
A firm backing lands all in a glamorous zone,
Backing detects in all an infirm tone,
An undue backing for is precarious prone,
Backing also deletes in all an individualistic own.
Well, getting back to the prescribed text,
It is a back up of all the zest,
Restoring the faculties to the best,
Reaffirming the convictions to a test.
It is back to the regular day,
It is back to the formal say,
It is at times a strenuous slay,