Home Poem by Dave James

Home is a Place.
When the breeze hits your face
In a way that you know
When the hills call your name
And the trees cry hello

When the ground that you tread
Seems to lead you your way
And the Road seems to know
What the signposts will say

When the heart beats much harder
And the smiles are all known
You can walk without looking
It's a place you call home

We all think about it
To some its a dream
For those who would doubt it
They've surely not been

Wherever life takes us
Its surely a calling
But home keeps you grounded
It stops you from falling

So don't be afraid
You can miss it awhile
Be proud of your actions
And just raise a smile

For homes just a place
Its the people who make it
So enjoy what you have
Its your life, so just take it.