Home

Home is the place to go when you’re down The place where you can snuggle up by the fireplace on frigid winter nights A home is where loved ones are Where your own comfy bed is Where the smell of home cooked meals drift around the kitchen A home is not a house A house is a building A place where you aren’t invited A place that does not say “Welcome” when you open the door Sometimes you take the feeling of being safe at night for granted You forget what it would be like to not have a safe haven You don’t remember people’s stories of shivering on cold Edmonton nights If you have a home, you want to be there every day You are happy to be a part of the community You enjoy reading a book on the chair by the ugly fireplace You are grateful for the feeling of being loved My home is filled to the brim with laughter and joy And the smells of my mom’s mouth watering stir fry My dad’s hand made brownies And the aroma of the popcorn that my mom put too much salt on In the home where I live, the place where I belong You can always hear the cheers of excited Oilers fans as McDavid scores the winning goal The swoosh of the Canadian flag waving in the wind as the national anthem is proudly sung The sound of my not so good piano practice As my dog barks at the squirrel that’s not there When I hear these sounds, I know I am home. Some people aren’t as fortunate as me They worry about the next day They don’t have a safe place to go back to I am lucky to have a home where l can feel secure and loved I always have a safe and caring place to go back to And I never have to worry about where I will sleep the next night My home is a place where I want to be because it is always filled with love, comfort, laughter, and joy This is my home