Home is our base, Our favourite place, Our beginning and end to each day. It’s our triumph and glory, These walls tell stories, As they soak up all we do and say. This is our space, Each corner is laced, With items we’ve chosen with care. From sweet scented candles, To fixtures and handles, The atmosphere’s just right to share. So near so far, Wherever we are, No matter where we choose to roam, We live and we learn, But we always return To the warmth and place of love called home. Cozy to be in like a hug, Filled with things that make you feel snug, A resting place where you feel calm. Here we create wholesome memories, That remain for centuries, Where we are protected from qualm. So this is the meaning of home, Where we never feel alone. Home is my family, Home is always with me.