Where Love Lives

Home is the door that swings wide open, A place where love is suddenly awoken. In the living room, we laugh and play, Sharing stories that brighten my day. The couch is soft, where we sit real close, And I’m surrounded by the ones I love most. In the kitchen, the air is always full of cheer, I smell Dad cooking dinner, and I’m right here. The smell of fresh food, the taste of stew, Every bite feels just like something brand new. It’s where we sit and talk about life, Where food makes everything feel right. Upstairs, my room it’s my own little place, A world of my own, my cozy space. It’s where I dream, it’s where I grow, Where I read and let my creativity flow. The bed is soft, the walls are mine, It’s where I rest and take my time. The bathroom’s small, but it’s where I go, To wash away, and warm water flows. I look in the mirror, and there I see, A person I’m becoming, who i’ll always be. The dining table’s where we gather near, Where we share our meals and hold each dear. Laughter fills the air like light, The food fills us up with great delight. It’s where we come together, so strong, A place where family can’t go wrong. Outside, the porch is where we stay, Watching the sky turn to day. Sometimes we’re quiet, sometimes we talk, Just watching the world, side by side on the walk. Home is more than just a house, It’s love, it’s laughter, and not a single mouse, In every room, my heart fills with glee, I grow, I live, I’m wild and free. With every meal, every smile, Home is where my heart rests awhile.