The ridged wood and nails that make up this very gentle home

The couches with cushions soft like a marshmallow 

And divine curtains to make the lighting just right 

You hold my every memory in the back of your mind like a hidden gem 

Waiting on me to arrive home to soak up in your endless comfort 

You are my foundation 

The place I feel most secure

The place I can be myself 

The place that has seen my highest and my lowest 

And still accepts me with open arms 

The walls that have heard my silly secrets 

And my blaring cries 

The doors that have been slammed and closed gently from time to time

The windows that hold the most appealing view

And a bed so large and cozy it could be made for two

All of the laughs and smiles that have healed many droughts 

You hold some of the very pieces that make up who I am

You have given me a safe haven

And an arm to cry on 

How can I thank you enough 

For being my home