I searched my whole life, for a place,
Somewhere to call, my own
Then you came along and turned my studio flat into a three story mansion,
And home, became you.
You made me a home out of my butterflies,
Made a bed, out of dirt,
A roof, out of, the darkest of skies,
And a blanket out of my deepest hurt.
Your smile was the light welcoming me
Your arms wrapped around me became a locked door,
So when I’m lost in the middle of the emptiness I know you’ll be
My home, forever more.
Rebecca Culley is a 21 year old university student. Rebecca writes poems about everyday real life. Rebecca is for the most part happy.