Home

A home is something you call your own
It's the place you go when you feel alone
Your nervousness starts to leave your palm
Because your family's smiling faces are calm

As you walk through the door
You want nothing more
Than to smell strawberry pie
As it floats to your nose and says hi

My home is always quiet and peaceful
But when I walk in there's an earful
The tv on loud, the music turned up
And the taste of sweet coffee from my cup

A home is an escape from all your worries
And all those horrible things that flurry
When your in need of safety and comfort
Go home and clear your thoughts over yogurt