What Home Means To Me

Home is more than just four plain walls, It's a place where my heart stands proud and tall. The air feels soft, the world moves slow, A quiet place where thoughts can grow. Home is tears I don't have to hide, It's a place where I can let them slide. Sometimes it's okay to feel down or low, But the soothing thoughts heal me, and let me grow. Home is both kisses and helping hands, A place that will always understand. Our bodies hug, and hearts connect, Here, where love is strong and never ends. Home isn't just a house that we roam, It's a place that gives me the feeling of home.