What Home is Like and Means

Everybody wants a home Everyone deserves a home A home doesn’t need to be a place A home can be your safe space. My home isn’t made of four walls My home is where my troubles feel small My friends and my family I can call my home easily. Rather than the support of a wall With them to lean on my spirit won’t fall Rather than my bed to sleep upon They give a comfy shoulder to lean on. With them, I always feel good Just Like a home should Bad weather couldn’t knock my home down We’ll live laugh love with troubles around. I can speak the truth and share my feelings I can feel sheltered without any ceilings I can feel balanced and stand up straight Without a wooden floor to carry my weight. Although there’s no door to close or re-open If my home had one it would always be open There are long days with lots to do and learn But I know to this home I can always return.