Home

Home is much more than

Four walls and a roof

Where we nest at the end of the day.

More than a haven to rest and replenish

When life falls into disarray.

 

Through the dark and the light,

The black and the white and

Every shade of gray,

Home is the constant, the solid, the shelter

That keeps us from going astray.

 

The place that we miss when

Life’s obligations require that we be away

From the people and things

We hold dear in abundance

And for whose safety we pray.

 

It’s where we find comfort,

Where we find ease,

It’s where we want to stay.

A sanctuary from the storm,

Our refuge from the fray.