home is where the heart is
house is where the mind is
what makes a house a home
the people who reside there in
with the heart so soft
and the mind so crisp
whatever place i am, no matter when
my heart and soul so queasy they feel
as if in a place so perilous to life
and back to my rightful domain
i struggle to reach in a jiffy
it's where my heart innately belongs
my abode simply exudes the cozy air
cool and pleasant with solace and comfort
so quietened by true love and care
each piece of art in place so right
spic and span in every nook
my home reflects the person that i am
home is a far cry from one's perfection
as it falters with mine in tandem
with frailties as culpable for all its follies
but with the hearts that own the abode
things wean away from faults
as love replenishes it with loving kindness
a house can never be a home
if hearts are unerringly self seeking
wealth never makes up a home
if greed nestles in one's own soul
my home is built with love so rich
a house where home resides with joy in tow
originally composed by :
Desiree Jauregui Feb 7, 2007
