They say home is where the heart is
The place you rest your head
The haven you rush off to
When nothing else makes sense
The place where love abounds
Where you’re accepted as you are
No matter how far you run
It never leaves your heart
For some, home is where the hurt is
Where chaos and pain ensue
And despite how far we run
The memories still pursue
How we want that haven
The place for our weary souls
That will give us what we long for
Peace, love, and joy to behold
So we search for that home
Somewhere to belong
Where we will find rest
And won’t always need to be strong
That elusive refuge
We desperately need to find
Which seems so out of reach
On our hunt for peace of mind
On that journey for a home
Though arduous and long
We will realize eventually
That we had it so wrong
Home isn’t the place we grew up in
Not the house where our family resided
Our true home is with those who walked with us,
who were always beside us
Home is a place without four walls
which can’t be confined in a structure
It’s the people who make it a home
the people who gave you ducture
About the Creator
Nikki Hamilton
Author and singer with comedic flair. Love is my superpower.
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