Writing True

“A house is not a home,” Luther Vandross.

What does your ideal home look like?

A home is not just walls and beams,
But a place where sunlight gleams.
Where laughter rings through in every hall,
And love’s embrace conquers all.

Its doors are open, wide and free,
To welcome friends and family.
With every step, a comfort grows,
In a space where joy forever flows.

It is where the heart resides,
Where every hope and dream abides.
It’s not the roof above your head,
But where your spirit’s gently led.

In its quiet corners, peace is found,
In every laugh, a joyful sound.
It is where your soul can breathe,
Where safety and feeling of belonging is guaranteed.

The walls may age, the paint may fade,
But memories in each room are laid.
Home is where you’re truly known,
A place where you are never alone.

It’s more than shelter from the storm,
It’s where your deepest bonds are formed.
A sanctuary, safe and warm,
Where kindness and love are the only norm.

No matter where your feet may roam,
Your heart will always find its home.
A beacon in the darkest night,
A place that fills your world with light.

So cherish every tender space,
For home is more than just a place.
It’s where your story finds its start,
The forever anchor to your heart.