Returning the Smiles
We never wanted to get home. We liked it here - we liked what we had here. We would have been content to stay stuck in the Delta Quadrant forever.
But, we're here now . . . Earth, I guess it is, because it's hardly home. Our old friends are dead or ambivalent or overly cheery about something I never anticipated being a cheery situation.
We greet their smiles with our own, grant formal introductions. They smile more.
We never wanted to get home. We liked it where we were - stuck, far from everyone and everything.
But, we're here now . . . and everyone is smiling.
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