Anticipation of Furlough

By LinnieJane Burks

The air is hot,
    The wind is dry,
But, Crickets chirp and sing --
    And tho' I sit in Ibadan town
My thoughts are on the wing.

They fly from here,
    The route's well known,
To where your winds are chill --
    In a few more days,
With a glad, glad heart,
    It's "follow them" I will!

So, watch the door,
    Sing out "Hello!"
When we come down the hall,
    We'll run right in,
With a hug and a grin --
    In answer to your call!

©Feb. 7, 1973 Linnie Jane Burks
(Sent on a greeting card from Ibadan, Nigeria.)