Home is an emotion
Not tied to walls and a roof.
For those who learn to stop and smell
This notion turns to truth
For some it takes a cradle
For some it takes a grave
Very few can realize it
Without a close shave
Home is also the people
Who you call your own
Some of whom
you might like to disown
It's a place
Where families thrive
Doing all that they
Need to survive
Home is a shelter
From all that's out there
But don't they say
The truth is out there
Home might be
A notion in our head
But a child
Would have nothing instead.
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