Home Is...

Home Is … Home is where one can be confident, creative, and loved. It is where there is no need to hide. Stress and embarrassment float up high, Until they are only a little cloud in the sky. An ocean of belonging can flow, And trees of trust shall grow. The nasty weeds of frustration and rejection go. Or it may be a place where we learn the way To compromise every day. My home is my shield, Where hurt can be healed, My family and I, A rooftop up high, My lantern of hope, A sky of love through my telescope. Everyone needs a place to call home. Wherever they roam. If everyone had a home, Nobody would be alone. A fantasy that we can make true, With the help of all of us too, So, home is the best ever treasure, But better. Written by: Shahd Helaoui