"Home To Me"

You feel like home to me, Like a comfortable easy chair.

A place where I can be myself, Where I can go to be free.

You feel like home to me, Like a warm cozy bed, On a dark Winter's night, Protecting me during sleep.

You feel like home to me, A warm aromatic kitchen To feed my constant hunger, Filling me until I'm satisfied.

You feel like home to me, A place where love grows, A place I can call mine, A place where I can grow old.

Timothy Michael DiVito c2003

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