What Home Means To Me

People say home is where the heart is But it is so much more Its where good and bad feelings part Where even after our worst days we can restart We could have shouted, we could have screamed But we can be redeemed In the arms of my daddy's warm embrace And if my mommy wipes wet tears from my face All unhappiness drifts away In my home I am here to stay And here I feel okay I can be myself I can laugh, I can shed tears I can let go of my fears Home is where I dream each night About Wonderland, Oz, galaxies far, far away But the real dream starts when I wake up Home is where my family decorates the Christmas tree Our eyes glimmer with merriment Like the sparkling ornaments in the light Shining so bright like our smiles In my home I can smell mouth watering scents Souvlaki, garlic bread When I taste my parents cooking Every bone in my body will untense Home is not just wood and concrete It is not just cabinets and drawers Home is not home because of the floors Home holds my prayers of thanks, of joy, of love I send to my family above That I miss dearly Even though I miss them My home holds me tight Like a stem securing a blossoming flower to the ground At home I am found But in my head I know that home is so much more Home is my family's core Home is more than a house It is my kind heart, my full mind, my soul I hope many more get a home So they don't have to be alone