This our base, our favourite place,
Our beginning and end to each day.
It’s our triumph and glory, these walls tell us stories,
As they soak up all we do and we say.
This is our space, each corner is laced,
With items we’ve chosen with care.
From sweet, scented candles to fixtures and handles,
So near or so far, wherever we are.
No matter where we choose to roam.
We live and we learn,
But we always return,
To a place that we call home.