Rejoinders to lost's return.

In response to my poem - Lost's return,
My poetry partner Lost wrote a rejoinder

Homecoming
It’s the evening,
The neighbors are gone now
The music has gone quiet
The celebrations are over
Its just us now…
Mama and I

She looks at me.
I look away.
She reaches for me.
I pull away.
She remains.
I stop.
I reach for her.
I stop.
I am not the son she lost,
I think.
I am not the boy she missed…the one that left.
The one she loved.Would she love,
the one that came,
In place of the one she lost?
It’s the evening,
The neighbors are gone now…But the questions remain.

And Blacktinkerbell,
wrote a rejoinder to his,

Mama's Love
My son has come,
returned from the dead.
My back has been bent
bent double with the weight of my prayers
My heart lightens
the burden tumbles down
Years restored;
which I thought were lost
In the midst of rejoicing,I see
see a new light in his eyes
the warrior who left me
he's returned a broken man
his lips tremble,
his eyes dart to and fro
in unguarded moments,
cold steel creeps into his touch
he is not right, he is not the same
As the night lightens into morn
with the first call of the cockerel,
I slip into his room
I call his name,
look into his eyes
lay his head upon my breast,
mama knows all, mama's love will heal.

Beautiful pieces.