The Meaning of Home

My young branches swayed in the wind as I watched it mature into a home. It had a foundation, then the flooring, walls, then a roof. Soon enough it was a house but not a home. The meaning of home is a feeling when you walk in the door and take your first breath and say home sweet home. But not here. There is no one here. One day a family came, one child and two parents nervous to move in seeking a better life. After a while it felt like home. They made memories They matured together They had new friends and a new meaning of home. My old branches stood firm in the wind as I watched it become a home: strong and secure No matter the circumstances. Love is a bond so strong and secure no matter the circumstances. And that is a home.