Home Is Where The Heart Is

Home for me is a 3 bed semi in suburbia, but really home for me is the place where my heart lies. The place that holds my hopes, dreams and love. Home for me is summed up in the poem by E.E Cummings, traditionally a love poem.

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

Home for me will always be where my heart is. Where my family is and where I belong.

This post is part of The Gallery-Home on the Sticky Fingers Blog, if you’d like to read more click HERE

Similar to the Home theme is my recent post about the Best place to live


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