A home is not made of a nice big house
with four fancy wheels on the ground.
Home is a place of the heart,
a refuge for the troubled soul
where love can grow unbounded.
Home is a place you want to return
again, and again, and again.
It’s a place of ease and comfort
where life’s music and dance can blend.
Home is where memories linger
in the darkest night’s unrest.
Home is a place where the sun still shines
and welcoming arms hold your tight,
and you know that you will still be loved
when you wake to the new day’s light.
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