Home is where the heart is.
It’s the place where I belong,
The place where rest comes easy,
Where I never feel alone.
Home is where guards are dropped –
True colors can be shown –
Where PJs can be worn about
And hair need not be combed.
Peace and love fill its walls;
It’s often filled with laughter.
Of course, no home is perfect –
It’s worth we must look after.
Times may get tough and bleak.
Trials may come and tempers flare
But a multitude of sins
Can a loving home repair.
I find it hard to wander
From this place that I call home
For it’s where my SMILES begin
And where my Loves are grown!
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