I am my home
There can’t be any other
Can’t occupy another
Distinct chromosomes

This home is not my own
It holds far too much clutter
And the walls start to mutter
Mostly when I’m alone

This home is all I’ve got
So I learn which pipes leak
Pull out all the weeds
Recall everything I’ve been taught

My home is now my love
Shower it with health
Happiness becomes wealth
And my home fits like a glove

~kb