Home

Home calls to me, and it is my friend. It's heard me scream; its heard me cry. It knows my pain by name, and it shelters me from the rain.

Home is where my heart lies. It's seen me fall and skin my knee, it's seen my smiles and it knows my laughter.

Home holds me where I belong. It listens to me and always understands me. It encourages me with it's warmness, and it comforts all the memories I hold dearest to me.

**please comment** Xoxo LISSA