If I ever understood what home meant,
  then she is the person who planted
                                      the definition in my head,
                                          who carved it in my heart,
                                          who waters it
                                              so it grows and never dies
                                          who built a cover for it
                                              so it doesn't fly or fade away,
                                          who made a lock for it
                                              so it won't escape,
                                          who made a key for it
                                              so she can visit it whenever she wants
                                  and who keeps it safe,
                                              and that if she herself
                                                      is not my home.