Home is Where the Heart Is

Home to me is not just 4 walls, It’s a place where love calls. Smelling the mornings coffee brew, aromas, comfort and sweetness too. I never feel far away, Even when I’ve gone astray. My mom’s home cooked food, The savoury flavour make me feel so at home. Home is where you can be yourself, Not worry about thoughts of everyone else. You can never feel hurt, Because your family is there to comfort. Home is family, Those little things like a game of cards or just a movie. All that matters is that we’re together. Whenever I feel blue, My brother comes to brighten my mood. Home to me does not mean furniture, It’s a place where you get nurtured. Family is home.