My Home Lies
My home lies.
In a big warm blanket that makes everyone feel welcome
Beneath all the memories gathered from the soft worn-down ground
Under all the missing keys that got misplaced .But the memories never get lost
Yellow glistening lush crop waving in the wind for miles
Big oak trees standing up tall with the crisp leaves branch off glide in the wind
Where everyone knows each other and is always willing to lend a helping hand
Where the yellow sun rises to early but has an amazing flickering wide eyed view
My home lies around happiness of peace
My home lies on top of the feeling of joy and excitement
My home is loved and cherished. I want a family to have the same peace that I have.