Some say that home is walls and stone
A place where roots and seeds are sown
From what I’ve felt in distant lands
I hold with those who search through sands
But if the hearth is cold and bare
I think I’ve seen in longing’s glare
That empty rooms, though safe and bright
Can fail to warm the soul at night.
So whether home is near or far
In whispered words or guiding star
It’s in the heart where comfort lies
In fleeting dreams or tearful eyes
For home is more than where we dwell
It’s in the love that casts its spell
A shelter found, through storm or strife
A beacon lit, a source of life.
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