Forever Searching. Poem by Sandra Kavanagh Josefsson

Forever searching for a place,
that I could call home.
Not a house,
But a feeling of not being alone.

A feeling of warmth and tenderness.
A feeling of acceptance and care.
A feeling of being able to be your true self.
A feeling that someone is always there.

For home is not a place,
Not of bricks or wood.
It is a feeling when two hearts meet,
and be together like they should.

Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .