Love Comes Home to Me

What if Home Didn’t Have an Address?

What if Home Didn’t Have an Address?

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I thought home was a place on a map labeled Mine, 
an address you could return to any time, 
a deed in hand, where you get your post, 
and the place where you would want to be the most.

Home was walls and wide windows, a car parked outside, 
a hearth in the home to warm ourselves beside, 
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