The Meaning of Home

Home is where the body rests, A place where I feel truly blessed. It's not just walls or rooms we find, But where the soul can ease its mind. It’s the kitchen smell that fills the air, The laughter shared, the love that's there. It’s where we sit together as a whole, And warmth surrounds, filling our souls. Home is the bed that's soft and deep, The quiet night when we drift to sleep. It's the morning sun that greets the day, And the peaceful moments that make us stay. Home is more than just a place, It's the people, the smile, the sweet embrace. The simple things that make it bright A hug, a kiss, the soft moonlight. Home is where we learn and grow, Where we find comfort, and let it go. No matter how far we might roam, There's always a part of us at home.