Casa Dolce Casa
North, East, South, West
Which feels right? Which feels best?
To the highest mountain
or the warmest seas
I look for home
But not with ease
The place of my birth
Full of familiarity
Does not feel like my home
With its layers of memories
An exotic country
What im most fond of
Doesn't contain the feeling
Of peace, of hope, of Love
Thats when I realise
That 'home' is not fixed
Its not found around me
It has no door or bricks
Its the inner emotions
When inside your embrace
Enclosed in your soul
Lost in Time, In space
Peace is in your presence
Comfort in the love you provide
My home is where my heart is
And my heart never leaves your side
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