I think of members of a family, l visualise
a household. Beyond the walls, l realise
it’s an abode that houses hopes and happiness,
familial love, principles, people and preciousness.
Not only a place where people live in, but also where
their lives sing songs of growth, permanence and care.
Their wealth is a boom of beauty, bonds, a bastion of relief,
of lovely lessons, plans, memories, emotions, laughter and grief.
A refuge where they can savor the sun that shines freedom and fun,
the health of hearing voices that heave and heal a heart and give it a run!
What does home mean to you? Does it mean a hub of comfort and sharing
to look forward to? That’s my happy homily about home. I mean it’s meaning.
