What makes our home...ours?
Our house, the furniture,
The new cutlery or the picture frame
The matching curtain or the uncanny rug
What makes our home..ours?
The games, the fights,
Rock, paper, scissor OR hide and seek
The pile of clothes and the showing of
teeth
The laughs the tears
The stories the fears
The collectibles, the memories,
What makes our home...ours?
The handprints on the wall
Or the imprints on our heart
The nicely stacked book case
Or the storybook hiding behind the
vase
The tip toe of tiny feet in the
afternoon
The shoo the shaa of little voices
Hiding behind the cabinet
Lost in wonderland
Refusing to sleep
The stories, the tickles
The tantrums and the giggles
What makes our home...ours?
Our hands held below the table
The footsie or the remote fight
The stolen hug, the caress,
Goodbyes and welcomes
The late night drives
Or our impromptu jives
The cold of the night
Or the warmth of the heart
What makes our home...ours
It is you, it is me,
It is us
We are our home
We are our world
Our home is ours because we are
together
Seasons will change
Regions will change
Colors will fade
Black will become grey
Grey will become invisible
But hearts bonded for life
Destinies linked for life
This all will remain our miracle
We will remain us
We will make our home..ours forever
(C) Juztamom 2014
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God bless... may those last words remain true forever. Stay happy and at peace always...
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Roshan :)
DeleteThat is so so beautifully penned. Such a warm post you have put here and so true.. I also the way it rhymes. :):)
ReplyDeleteThanks so much Jyotsna :)
DeleteLovely poem and the theme selected is really good. Thank you for the link for write tribe as well :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Uma :)
DeleteYou conjured that up in fifteen minutes? Hats off to you!!!!
ReplyDeleteGuari I wrote this in less than ten but still not happy completely with it. Could have been better :)
DeleteAwww.. that made me smile! How simply beautiful!!
ReplyDeleteA house becomes a home when there is love in it and you have expressed that so nicely :)
Aww thanks so much Pixie :)
DeleteWhat a great poem. You are correct. The stuff, even the games and memories don't make the home. The people make the home. Locations may change, but home always stays the same. It's where your family is.
ReplyDeleteYes and we give so much importance to worldly material things, we ignore the most important things in our life. Our home, our life is our family, our togetherness. Things would come and go, relationships won't. Thanks Carrie :)
DeleteIt's the people and the relationships that make a house a home. I have lived with flatmates over the last decade and with some, it's been a house and occasionally, been a home. Nice free write!
ReplyDeleteSo true. Thanks :)
DeleteOh Wow, what an affectionate family ties depicted through the poem.The following lines atre so sweet, and emotional. God bless you.
ReplyDelete. We are our home
We are our world
Our home is ours because we are together
Seasons will change
Regions will change
Colors will fade
Thank you so much Usha. I am so glad you liked it :)
DeleteIts so nice, i simply love it....
ReplyDeleteThanks Di :)
DeleteThat comment was from me, not from Mayank
ReplyDeleteLOL I know :)
DeleteBeautiful description of what makes our home ours! "Hearts bonded for life, Destinies linked for life" - that's a great line there to describe home.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much Beloo :)
DeleteBeautifully said.It is the people in the home,the joy,consideration, warmth,caring and love that define a home!
ReplyDeleteLovely poetry, the words reflect a lot of love, not just for the home, but for the relationships as well. !! Kudos !
ReplyDeleteThanks so much Sreeja :)
DeleteAwww....such a warm poem...free write bhi itna perfect hai :) Good going gal...Stay blessed in your chota sa parivaar :) <3
ReplyDeleteThanks so much Kajal :)
DeleteA beautiful thought. Yes seasons will change the very house also might change but the people in it define home..
ReplyDeleteRicha
True Richa. Thanks for reading :)
Deleteoh my god the perfect definition of a home.IT is just too i have no words .lovvvvvveeeeeeeedddddddd it.http://pastiche.webnode.com/
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DeleteYes, its not the material things but the warmth within hearts that makes a home
ReplyDeleteYes true. Thanks so much for reading :)
DeleteIt should be shared :) I like it very much.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much. I am glad :)
DeleteThat's such a sweet poem! loved it! it's rightly said that the residents of the house and their bond, make the "house" a "home"
ReplyDeleteThanks so much Nibhz :)
DeleteHome is truly where the heart is.
ReplyDeleteTrue Michelle :)
DeleteHome is truly where the heart is.
ReplyDeleteThe handprints on the walls or the imprints on the hearts....................beautiful!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much Geetashree :)
DeleteBeautiful. I love how you have mentioned most all of the things that make a home a home!
ReplyDeleteThe handprints on the wall
Or the imprints on our heart
Loved these lines :)
Thank you so much Shail :)
DeleteVery sweet and brilliantly told!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much Roshni :)
DeleteThis post has been selected for the Spicy Saturday Picks this week. Thank You for an amazing post! Cheers! Keep Blogging :)
ReplyDeleteYay thanks Blogadda :)
DeleteWow, I'm speechless. This is just brilliant. Loved it. And may your family and you remain happy and content always :)
ReplyDeleteSid thank you so much :)
Deletewell said :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Ruchira :)
DeleteNice.. Its brilliantly beautiful!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much Shri :)
DeleteSo very beautiful! Loved each line. Read it thrice. God bless you and your family, Sfurti!
ReplyDeleteWow Rachna. I am so so glad you liked it. Your words mean a world to me. Thanks so much!!
DeleteBeautiful lines ! Touched. I specially loved the lines
ReplyDeleteBlack will become grey
Grey will become invisible
But hearts bonded for life
Destinies linked for life
Have fun !
Thanks so much Afshan :)
DeleteBeautiful lines ! Touched. I specially loved the lines
ReplyDeleteBlack will become grey
Grey will become invisible
But hearts bonded for life
Destinies linked for life
Have fun !
Excellently written and wonderful sentiments.
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Thank you so much. I will add the logo soon. Looking forward to the challenge. Fingers crossed :)
DeleteWhat a great poem- reminds me of my own home!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Kate :)
DeleteAll of it! :)
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