Home

Home is that special place, To kick off our shoes, To relax in our own space, A place to chill out, To put our feet up, After a hard day, Out and about. Home is where out heart lies, To rest awhile, In our gardens, Beneath the blue sky. That little bit of me time, That place to write poetry, As the hours pass by. Home is filled with memories, Of our children growing up. A place to reflect on life, Over our coffee cups. Home is filled with sweet belongings, Photos of days we never forget, Shared with the love of our special pets. That special place, Our home. Jayne Louise Davies