home

Home.

That’s all I will ever want.

That’s all I will ever need.

I don’t care for the building with the fixed windows,

It’s about the heads that rest on the soft worn pillows.

I don’t care for the freshly cut lawn,

I want the laughter until dawn.

I don’t care for the pipes that run throughout,

That’s not what any of this is about.

Home.

It’s not a space filled with mis-matched furniture

It’s about the sweet memories that make me feel secure.

Their support is what I could never live without

On my own, I am all doubt.

Without them would mean

The beauty of the world remaining unseen.

It is through their eyes,

That I realize, not just the potential of the world

But I a gleam of future in gold.

Home.

That’s all I will ever want.

That’s all I will ever need.

They are my home.

One day, it is all going to be gone.

But not them.

The memories of them by my side,

Will not easily subside.

The imprint they have left

Cannot be repressed.

Home.

That’s all I will ever want.

That’s all I will ever need.