Tom Wood

More Than

 

Where has this been? My heart has found a home

Somewhere safe from the pasts bruised, dirty hands

A marker I wear, and give as I roam

A promise to free you from painful bands

 

This home I harbor, it has many doors

You can push, pull, and unlock any-time

 

Many can find it, many might lose it

Though it calls, only few can hear its voice

The warmth and stay, my own heart to commit

Is more than a blessing; more than my choice

 

More than the house that symbolizes “love”

More than my heart, and any heart thereof