My love
The home is
Where you are
Not the money
Not the fancy appliances
Not even any amount of
Sweet promises
Can make a house
Like a home
My love
The home is
Where you are
The close
Circle of the family
Closes on itself
The room might be tight
So are many of its ties
Any circle has a center
Where it acts like an anchor
My love
You are the anchor
In which family starts
As the owner
Of the light
Puts it in this way
The women of the house
Is the light of the house
Oh God
Please don’t let be
Any house
Without a light
To the cycle of the life
To the circle of the family
To the light of the house
To many of her memories
My love
The home is…
…Where you are
Midwesty, January of 2009
