The spirit of home
is where my heart resides.
Warm bread, laughter,
the smell of coffee and cats.
Under my roof is love
and I am wrapped in it.
Hot chocolate, listening
the sound of voices and guitars.
Within these blessed walls
the moments make up memories.
Sweet treats, candle-light
the site of laundry and books.
The light shines brightly
from our windows and eyes.
Fresh herbs, hugging
the feel of comfort and fur.
The spirit of home
is luminous with life.
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