I’ve been keeping all the adjectives
in the barn out back
but the wind that welcomes home family and friends
blew open the doors
and the adjectives all got away
still welcome home
so I must go out and round them up with the horses
which will take a while to saddle and welcome home
I’ll need the big wagon
but while I’m gone you are welcome home too
not in the barn of course
but here at the picnic table with the yellow welcome
home pantheon
and the jar of adjectives to use only once
because they spoil
I’ve put some on ice that you are welcome to use until I get back home
haphearted
fanbundant
helfish
splendocious
playlicious
holytrocious
sologarchical
musicpherous
I love the playfulness of this poem, and the idea of storing adjectives in a barn to use to welcome people home is fabulous, Well done!