I used to wonder what 'home' really meant until I realized sooner that home is where the heart is. Home is a person, place or thing. It can be all sorts of things, but only if it involves love and happiness. I wish some people would be able to feel at home and see for themselves that home is everywhere. Home is anywhere. I wish that those who are blinded by wealth or luxury would realize that home is not about the material things they have, it's more of having people who will love you and be there for you. To be honest, I find it sad that there are so many homeless people, without having to experience what a 'home' truly is. I find myself empathizing those people because I sincerely believe that everyone deserves a 'home' where love abides and that they can be comfortable with the people they're with. I wish there'd be hope for everyone that we can all enjoy our lives and experience a 'home' that can ignite the fire within us. A home that can make us all experience that life is worth living because home is where the heart is.
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Untold: Words Left Unsaid
PoetryA journey through life, healing, grief, heart aches and loss. This is a book that allows you to look back at life and realize that there's so much more than what meets the eye. Here lies the words you never had the chance to speak. This is Untold.
