I love my home

I love my home,

Though I don’t have

A house

I love my home

I’ve lived around the world

I think, when I counted,

It came to thirty two

Countries that I’d lived in

The lowest, -42 degrees

The highest, 109

I love my home

This world of variety

Even if it isn’t magic or safe

I love my home

This world of wonder

Even if it isn’t easy

To leave, I’ll have regrets,

But not to worry,

I love my home.

Through the warm winters

And frosty summers

The oddest of weather

Even when I curse the skies

And cry to treetops above me.

I fight the tears back and remember,

How much I love my home.

And when the clouds throw rain instead of sunshine

I won’t cry or curse

Because I know,

And I’ll remember,

How much I love my home.

I won’t fight every course

That nature takes

Or cry and scream and sob

Because this world has its own reasons,

And besides,

I love my home.

(Just got my second subscriber! Posted this is celebration!)