Home, more than where we live
It’s where our heart feels most at peace
Might be in a garden
Our hands in the warm dirt
Growing seeds and nurturing plants.
Could be in our living rooms
Curled up with a book
And cups of hot herbal tea.
That sense of home can also be
Time with friends
Family dinners
Could be in our neighborhood
Walking the aisles of our library
Enjoying a stroll and having an ice cream cone
Being greeted by our pets when we come through the door
Happiness, memories, relaxation
More than the building’s walls
Choice of decorations
A portrait of who we are
A sense of home will follow us
Wherever we go
As long as we remain true to ourselves.
About the Creator
Rebecca Taylor
Rebecca Rose Taylor is a freelance writer and author. She has published two novellas (The Moderna Way, and The Heart's Way) and two children's stories (Finding My Blue Ribbon Pet, and The Magical Chicken Egg).
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If you ask me who I am, and what I do for work, there are many ways that I could answer you. What I tell you will probably depend on where I am and the context of our conversation. I could tell you everything but that would be quite time consuming, and likely we should be spending some time talking about you too.
By Rebecca Taylor4 years ago in Humans
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