The Core of my Heart, The Core of Myself

The warmth in your heart when you stride through the door The place to relieve when you’re hurting and sore Plentiful with ones that are cherished and dear The ones by your heart, close and near Here you will feel protected Here you will feel respected A warm embrace like a hug or a hot tea A velvety soft touch of a dog or tabby The secured strong voice of a father The soft comforting voice of a mother The laughs and love from a sibling The fire crackling from the kindling A fuzzy blanket to cloak around yourself and disappear As you get comfortable affection and tenderness will appear Books full of knowledge line the halls History and love, engraved into the walls The definition of home is not a building It is a safe place with no need for hiding It is separate from the outside commotion It is a place where you can spill all of your emotion The pressure of the world instantly lifts Love towers up as high as Mount Everest To go there, to touch, to smell, to see there is no cost It is an island of hope in a sea of lost