Home is...

home is where i warm my feet

              where i have a cup of milk

home is where i escape winter

              where i can wear silk

 

home is where i leave dirty dishes on the counter 

              where i shower 

home is where i go back to

             where i say I grew 

 

home is my person museum 

          is where i have freedom 

home is where i lay down

              where i call my town

 

home is where rests my soul

              where i get closer to my goal

home is where i iron

              where i don’t fear The Lion 

 

home is where i create memories

              where i hear the melodies

home is where my family meets 

              where my heart slowly beats

 

home is where i have my things

             where i’m not under the kings

home is what i decide

              what we all want to find

Cláudia CassomaComment