Being Home

We flew in planes, we traveled to countries far away To places unfamiliar yet interesting to stay It is wonderful to travel but comfort waits at home We are blessed to finally be at peace when we cease to roam Lay back and watch the snow or rain and be without a care Home is where we stop and rest; there’s truly comfort there Those without a home just sigh and long for peace and rest Where they can find a shelter and be among the blessed