Where Is Home Poem by George Samuel

Where is home
A thousand miles close to the heart
Then root of joy
The picture of our beginning
And store house of child hood dreams
Where the ovation is always high
And the hands open wide
Our tattered rags confide
Where our names are models
And we can find heart felt smiles
Where our bags doesn't mean but our care
And where doesn't cost a thing
Destination of the even tide
Esteem in life or death
Where is home
Its the little town of our every thing
Where we will always miss
And the perfect lips to kiss
Where is home
It is where all hopes are not lost
Where it is never too late
Where we see no matter how far
Where we are treated as kings
Where can be better than home