Home as a poem

Home is where you feel comfortable and safe. Like on the stage feeling the warmth of the light on my face. In the comforting arms of my family and friends. And no one ever needs to pretend. Home feels like a soft blanket on my skin. Unlike something you can find in a trash bin. Home feels like a soft silk pillowcase. While I’m in my safe space. Home can smell like coffee and treats. Home is where I feel the sand on my feet. Home is where everyone is kind. And no one ever needs to hide.