Home

Home is a space in my heart, where I laugh and cry

Home is blossomed love and withered flowers that die

Home is my mother’s breast, and my lover’s embrace

Home is my child’s sweet smile, my day of toils endless

My home I create with care and a world I destroy.

Home is the evening breeze after a sweltering noon

Home is a shelter secure and bondage unworn.

My home I build with care, my home at will ignore

In my home I live, of my home I dream, for my home I long

Years on years go by, my search for home goes on.