Home

Home is where I smile.

It’s where I smile wider than a sequoia tree.

Home is where I put laundry in a big pile.

Home is not how it used to be.

Home used to be emotionally terrifying.

Home used to be a mystery to me.

Home used to feel like dying.

Not anymore.

Now at home you can go flying.

My old home was such a bore.

Now I’m able to go kiting.

I don’t have to open the door to strangers anymore.

I don’t have to let toxins into my being.

Not anymore.

This new home is safe.

I don’t have to worry about my life anymore.

I don’t have to be paranoid.

I’m finally at home where I smile more and more.