Home Is

Home Is If home is where the heart is and if that's really true. Then I know now that I'm at home whenever I'm with you. Like a single raindrop nestled in a cloud above. No fear of ever falling I already fell in love. Snug as a bug that's in a rug or a flea on a hound dogs back! A partridge in a pear tree a train safely on its track. Like salt that found its pepper like sugar finding spice. Like lace that's mixed with leather or naughty mixed with nice. Like stars that found their heaven way up in the skies. I know I found mine when I looked in your eyes. Like poetry and parables like the beat that's in a song. How can something feel so good and yet still not be wrong. It's like sunrise meets the morning or sunset meeting night. It happens without warning nothing ever felt so right. If home is where the heart is and if that's really true. Then I know now that I'm at home whenever I'm with you. Edwin C Hofert