Home is the feeling,

Of cookies,

And tea,

And warmth.

Home is the place,

Where you belong,

Where you feel safe,

Where laughter echos about the room.

Home is the feeling,

Of crystals,

And moonlight,

And black cats.

Home is the place,

Where you can live without being judged,

Where you can breathe,

Where you can feel loved.

Home is the feeling,

Of sunlight,

And golden retrievers,

And evergreen plants.

Sometimes home isn’t a place,

Sometimes home is a person,

Sometimes home is a feeling,

Sometimes home is a thing.