Where the Heart is
To me a home is a welcoming place
Where I can relax and be myself,
Shrug off all my worldly cares
And be at one with the universe.
While I take pleasure in family and friends,
I find it wonderful to return,
Welcomed back by my pets with joy,
And shut the door on the rest of the world.
Co-exist with mutual respect,
Peace at last; they understand
Love and affection with no demands,
Conflict avoided at any cost.
This is heaven on earth for me,
My sheltered harbour in the storm,
My hideaway and my sanctuary,
My haven, my refuge, my retreat.
Photo: Flickr
©DGA
Adeeyoyo's Blog 
10/07/2010 at 6:56 am
Oh adee, my haven has been invaded for the past six weeks by visitors from the UK. They’re the nicest people, but I so look forward to Wednesday, when they all go away.
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10/07/2010 at 7:06 am
I know exactly how you feel, Cin.
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10/07/2010 at 11:55 am
oy, my FIL is here at mine…we are running everywhere so not much rest in my home for another day or two…but your sentiments are spot on home is where its at…
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10/07/2010 at 2:11 pm
I’m afraid I am a bit of a hermit most of the time. Enjoy the visit and hope your MIL is better.
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10/07/2010 at 4:41 pm
I agree to a certain extent. Though a problem comes about when your partner snores.
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10/07/2010 at 4:58 pm
Hahaha! 😀
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10/07/2010 at 9:27 pm
Oh my, that looks like somewhere I could retreat to right now…I love it!!! And I love that poem…so meaningful! Well done and thank you for sharing. xx
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11/07/2010 at 5:46 am
Thanks so much, Colleen, for popping in for a visit. 🙂
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