home without love


Every house can be called home
A place to lay my head and roam
But not every house has the people I love
The people I call home

A home is not just a place to dwell
It has to have a special kind of smell
A home is where family lives and loves
Where laughter and joy can be heard above

The people that I love are my home
Their love is something I carry wherever I roam
Wherever they are is where I can feel secure
The feeling of home is one I'm sure

Every house can be called home
But not every house has the people I love, the people I call home.

  • Author: mars (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 24th, 2023 01:10
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 3
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  • L. B. Mek

    just beautiful
    a concept i wish I had grasped
    much earlier in life..
    thanks for sharing

  • Pop64

    So true, every house has walls, but without those who love you or are loved by you, it will only be a house. A lovely read

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