"Home"
Home Is The Place You Feel Comforted
It's The little piece of Heaven Life Affords
Home is a book and a cup of tea in bed,
home is the comfortable place you lie your head
You don't have to have a weary day to come home
You can come home all day every day forever
You can fall into the pillows deeper and deeper
It's never an end to the concept of Cozy, of Soft,
Of Cuddling, Of Pain Pills and Anxiety Medications
Of Milk Eggs and Bread, Of a kettle of hot tea on the boil
of a soothing song, of an ambience, of soft lighting
of a warm comforter, of a computer, of a jewelry box
on a makeup table where i can become beautiful and then
effortlessly wipe it away and be my human self again
Of rainy days through big windows, Of Balcony Gardens
Of little pots of herbs and mosses, basil and roses
Of Loving arms around you at close of day
Of the daily news and sitcoms, or bookshelves of books
Years and years of old Fashion Magazines, of A Coffeemaker
May One Find A Little Peace Here, In The Comforts of Home
Time to unwind, time to think, time to unravel and cry and laugh
Home is the place you feel Comforted
In Jesus' Name,
Amen