It's not just bricks and mortar
It's not just walls,
It's emotions intact.
It's not just bricks and mortar.
It's joy and it's peace.
It's not just a roof.
It's a feeling of safety.
It might be small.
But every time I leave.
I long for my humble yet so precious abode
My abode ... My abode made of bricks of life and mortar called love