Home is where your life starts.
Where you had your first laugh
Your first bath. Your first path
on life
Where your family reside.
Home is where you’ve had some pains.
Scratches and grazes. The place where you act crazy.
You had your first heart break.
Waiting for that one way
Out.
You’ve tried to shout,
But help never came without
A helping hand whom which you had no doubt
Could help you sprout
It came from home.
Home is where you grew
Matured and threw
Out your bad habits to make it through
Life’s tough times and try
Your best at everything you do.
Home is where you brought your love
She came to you, like a dove,
Majestic and beautiful she loved
you like no other could’ve
Until there was another
A child so dear to your precious heart
Your daughter, you saw in her eyes stars
Wide eyes of imagination , huge scopes
You named her hope
Home is where you grew old
Time was reaching its extent
You wished it wasn’t yet
But eventually it came
You remembered all the good times you had when playing this game
All the bad times full of pain
But you never regretted a thing
Because you had everything
You wanted, a family, friends and a daughter
You would not change a thing as you could see the horizon.
And on your death bed on which you lay
Your wife supporting you all the way,
With your daughter on hand you looked up and swayed
You began to fade.
Home is your jade.