Home

Where I have laughed,
cried,
stumbled,
and picked myself up.
Where roses bloom
and robins sing
and the grass
smells fresh of spring.
Where Father climbs
under his car
and Mother attends
to her garden.
Where friends have shared
all the joys of childhood
and have tucked away
all the silly secrets.
Where dreams
came true,
leaving precious
memories behind.
Forever it is
and forever will be
Home.