Home is Where the Heart Is

It's a deep need for belonging; to not feel all alone.
To rest in the heart of another; a place to call your own.

It’s a heart to come back to no matter how far you roam.

To be cherished in another’s memory; to be missed when you’re gone.

It’s a mother singing sweetly; a father’s guiding hand.

The love among a family, between a woman and a man.

Home is where dreams are born; where they begin to grow.

And heaven is home for those who love, with faith here below.

Home is Where the heart is; where true love resides.

Not four walls that surround you, but the love you feel inside.

Home is where the heart is; not made of wood and stone.

But all the love and laughter that makes a house a home.

It’s a place we all dream of, to be held in true love’s arms.

And someone to protect us; to keep us safe and warm.

It’s the need for acceptance of everything we are.

To be someone else’s sunshine; to be their true north star.

Oh, it’s someone you can share with, your joys, tears and  dreams.
Who picks you up when you fall, and in you still believes.

Who will be there when you’re lonely, if only by phone.
And in those times you’re far away and wishing you were home.

 

Home is where the heart is; where true love resides.

Not four walls that surround you, but the love you feel inside.

Home is where the heart is; not made of wood and stone.

But all the love and laughter that makes a house a home.

 

Home is where the longing ends, where the ache no longer exists.
Where love and peace, and warmth are found in a smile or a word, a touch or a kiss.

Home is where my heart is; where my true love resides.

Not four walls that surround me, but the love I feel inside.

Home is where my heart is; not made of wood and stone.

But all the love and laughter that makes her heart...my home.

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