Home is Where the Heart Lives

Home is where the heart lives, And all the warmth it gives, Feels like family's fiery embrace, As we watch movies on the couch's base. Home is where the fire crackles, And keep us warm from winter's tackle, Sounds of popcorn and Premier League, Make our time at home a joyous intrigue. Home smells like a meal made with love, Shared at the table with family above, Homemade desserts and ice cream treats, Make our taste buds dance to the beats. Home is where we play and laugh, And forget our worries, like a warm bath, We learn from our mistakes and grow, And celebrate victories with a glow. Home is where we hang up memories, Of moments that make us feel at ease, And look back at pictures with glee, Of the past, present, and future to see.