EVERYONE NEEDS A HOME
Everyone needs a home.
To know that they aren’t alone
Yet millions of people are cast away.
Nobody gives them a second glance each day.
I cannot stand this, I can’t.
And I shan’t.
Everyone, big and small, needs a home.
You have a home. I do too.
It is everything you need it to do.
I think a home is your place, where you raise your son or daughter.
Perhaps in a cupboard (if you’re Harry Potter).
It is a shelter. A place where you can curl up by a fire.
A place to be out of the chaos, where nobody calls you a liar.
A “Home”-such a beautiful name.
Put it to good use, before you go down in shame.
You grow up in a home. It’s where memories are born.
When you leave, new ones sprout, out of old memories worn.
A home is like a flower, it never really dies.
it shoots up from the ashes and you let it rise.