The TRUE Meaning of Home………

A door, four walls, and marble lines Adorn this pretty house of mine. But a true home means more to me It’s more than just what I see. It’s not perfection, or a magazine cover But a sanctuary where we care for each other Home is love, quiet or loud Filled with the moments that make us proud. Home is memories, laughter or tears And people you trust, who take away your fears. When you fall down, and when you soar high Home is always there to get you by. Home is my comfort, my safe place Because my doubts are always erased. So I’ll always know how far I stray, I’ll come back home every day.