Where is Home?
A poem about the places where we live.
Where is Home?
The place at night where I lie.
Doors and windows. Roof and walls.
Family walking through the halls.
Is this the place where home will be
Under the branches of a family tree?
The place in space that you occupy.
Sinking down in a cozy chair
Under a blanket with someone to share.
Inside their arms, problems are far away.
Is this the place I wish to stay?
The place to read a good book.
Millionaire of Monte Cristo or Baskerville hound,
Characters within the books are bound.
Am I at home between the pages
When my mind with a story engages?
The place to think by a brook.
Here I sit on an old tree stump.
Into the brook my thoughts I dump.
I consult the geese and ponder the fish.
“Is this my home?” Oh, how I wish!
The place beneath my skin.
Matter and molecules. Atoms and parts.
Veins and muscles. A beating heart.
Brain and blood vessels. Breathing lungs.
Is this the place where I belong?
The place where thoughts begin.
Dreams, imagination,
Ideas, and creation.
If to think is to be
Is this place meant for me?
The place where you are not alone.
I sit, and wait, and ponder.
Through wooded paths I wander.
Then it hits me, clear as day,
“I know the place where I can stay!”
Not in the pages of a book
Or by the fish in the brook.
Not in thoughts of the brain
Or the blood in the vein.
Not just a chair or open door.
Home, to me, is so much more.
This is the place I call home.
No matter where I roam,
No matter how far,
Home is wherever you are.
About the Creator
Sarah Massey
Sarah is an animator and short film director at the birthplace of Route 66 Springfield, Missouri. A graduate of Drury University in the class of 2020, Sarah is published two fiction short stories in Drury’s Literary Magazine, Currents.
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