Home Is Where The Heart Is

The house I live in I find very dear. But now I might move away from here. I am nervous, but excited nonetheless. Out of the province, away from the friends I will miss. But my heart will always be with my family, So wherever I go, in deep or shallow, At home I will always be. I don’t care about first night jitters, Or creepy crawly critters, Because home is where the heart is, At home we all should be. If in life you ever find, Yourself without a home, Search for someone who loves you dear, Because if your heart is with them, Homeless and alone you never will be. So when and if I move, Far away from here, At least I’ll be close, To the ones I love most, That’s what a home means to me.