The Meaning of Home

A place where I grow; the one where I sow, The seeds of love that nurture without woe. A nest that shelters the baby chicks, The one that the mother worked hard to fix Hugs and kisses and some fights, Bright sunny days and cozy nights A flicker and a crackle of a fireplace That fiercely warms the pack in its base A haven for the cold and lost, Wraps you snug without a cost A toasty, tempting, mellow bed, To welcome the one feeling dead The scent of freshly baking cakes Winds around the hills and lakes. A garden of flowers that blossom and dance, To welcome my uncles and aunties and grans. A shoulder to lean on, an ear to lend, A big fat family is the latest trend! A place where I can feel free, A place where I can let me be! This is a place that I call my home, The place to be after all I roam.