A place to Love

January 31, 2010
The lights are always on,
the heart of it always shines,
Home is where the heart is,
the people are always kind

The walls are painted with love, the ceilings exuding warmth
there is no place like home,
from below to above

The food is the best
the kitchen is a mess
home sweet home
its better than all the rest

The beds are a reck,
but comfortable all the same
sleeping all day,
thoughout the rain

Home would be nothing,
just another house,
without the family
that abides it everyday
Home is where the heart is
A place to love, a place to play.

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