Coming home after a long leave
Is always comforting.
It’s funny how a home is a home,
And not just a house or building.
A home is where a family resides.
Without a family there is no love,
And without love a home doesn’t exist.
A home, love, and family coexist
And without one the others don’t.
Is that why so many are lost,
Because they don’t have a home
Or family or for that matter love.
They look hopelessly for these,
But really never find them.
Home is where the heart is,
Love comes from the heart,
And families share that love.
I’m sorrowful for the lost among,
Because my three are wonderful.
Is it that some are not as blessed,
Or is it they just don’t look?
It’s true, Britney. Home is not just a building; it's a place where people live with their hearts like a family. This is why it is called 'Home Sweet Home'. I wish you a very happy home in your life. Your words are lovely and you have a blessed heart. Please keep writing. Naseer
It’s true, Britney. Home is not just a building; it's a place where people live with their hearts like a family. This is why it is called 'Home Sweet Home'. I wish you a very happy home in your life. Your words are lovely and you have a blessed heart. Please keep writing. Naseer
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
.........beautiful poem...thanks for sharing..