What home means to me

A home is a place where you can rest and lay your head at night. A home is a place where you are loved and brought into the light. A beacon of love, a ray of hope, a place to settle down. A place where you are happy, and rarely ever frown. Running ‘round the woods out back, doing what you please. Maybe stung once or twice, specifically by bees. So please, whatever you do, don’t take home for granted. For someday in the family tree, You’ll be the last one planted.