What Home Means to Me

My home is a place where I can be me Where I’m with the ones I love, my friends and family A peaceful place with no argument or pain A happy place with no tearful rain The sweet smell of flowers wafting through the air Sounds of laughter from everywhere Home looks like cuddling up by the fire It feels peaceful when the situation’s dire When I think of home a memory comes to mind A memory of its very own kind Mornings when the sun pours through my window Or days at the lake where I catch a minnow Home has been around for centuries Places filled with cherished memories It’s not only a place but a state of mind So go to your place and tell me what you find Some people don’t have a place to call home All they do is wander and roam Everyone deserves a place to be Where their security is guaranteed I think that you will all agree No one should pay an unreasonable fee For their own comfort and safety If they can’t afford the necessities So cherish your time spent at home You never know when it could go You ask what home means to me It’s where I’m most happy and free