The Comfort and Warmth of Home
Home is where the cookies bake,
I hear the laughter, soft and late.
The warm sun shines through the glass,
The smell of flowers in the grass.
I touch the soft, familiar chair,
And see the pictures everywhere.
Home is where my heart feels right,
It's where I'm safe, day or night.
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