Ode to Homes

Ode to Homes

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A home not only holes a place in our hearts,

But it also holds what we have dearest.

Whether it be art,

Lodes of food,

Hobbies that we pursued,

Or just your bed,

Where your rest your head,

Or where you wrestle with your kids when they didn’t go to bed on time.

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Bricks and mortar,

Builds a border,

From the weather,

Whether it be from rain,

The pain from snow and hail,

Or even storms,

That swarm the land.

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Your home brings families and people together,

But it’s also a place to go hither,

If you would like alone time,

Away from all the crime in the world,

That swirls all around us.

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Homes could be anything,

Varying from a box,

To the tops of shops,

Or even inside grand mansions.

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You could always add expansions,

Such as new rooms,

Or even a smaller item such as a loom.

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When you’re at home,

You could even roam,

Around in your underwear,

Wondering where all your other clothes are at.

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Or you could bike,

In your driveway,

Which is one way,

You could use your house as a free space,

To workout easier without going someplace.

It doesn’t even have to be biking.

You could lift weights,

Do Yoga,

 Push-ups or Lunges.

All in the comfort and convenience of your home.

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Your home,

Should be where your heart is,

Where he or she is,

Or even where your pet is.

Location or looks don’t matter,

The only things that do matter,

Are who you share it with,

Whether it be a Smith,

Or someone from Rome,

As long as it is your home,

Deep in a part of your heart.