How I Feel at Home

Home is more than just four walls and a roof, It is a place where my heart finds space to move, A place of peace, laughter, and rest, Where I am loved and feel blessed. It's the warmth of a familiar touch, The comfort of knowing, I’m enough. Where I can improve even when things get tough, The silence of knowing someone's there. Home is the echo of voices I know, The space where I can simply let go. It’s not just a house with walls and a door, But a place that gives me strength, something more. Home is where my spirit breathes, A place where I can just be me. The feeling of comfort from a sad song, A feeling that I’ve known all along. Home is the warmth of morning light, A place where shadows fade from sight. It’s where my heart is free to roam, A gentle, constant place called home. Home is where the quiet stays, A gentle rhythm of our days. It’s where my dreams can softly grow, A place where my true self can freely show.