Come Back Quietly

I don’t know what I was expecting
a standing ovation?
or maybe orchestras blaring to life

letters in the mail reading: Congratulations!
a ticker tape parade maybe
or an award
a plaque would have been nice

even an open palm against my back
or a good, enthusiastic shoulder shaking
but no
as hard as it was, it was only another Thursday

and I made it through
to come back quietly