Thursday, July 7, 2011

A Repost upon Return

Home is Where There is One to Love Us

Home's not merely four square walls,
Though with pictures hung and guilded;
Home is where affection calls-
Filled with shrines the Hearth has builded!
Home! Go watch the faithful dove,
Sailing 'neath the heaven above us.
Home is where there's one to love!
Home is where there's one to love us.

Home's not merely roof and room,
It needs something to endear it;
Home is where the heart can bloom,
Where there's some kind lip to cheer it.
What is home with none to meet,
None to welcome, none to greet us?
Home is sweet, and only sweet,
Where there's one we love to meet us.
                               -Charles Swain
as published in The Family Book of Best Loved Poems, 1952

For Darlin and Girlie...
Germany was grand, the other  - - even better, 
But chatter of you makes our hearts feel the fetter -
Hearth and home, with its sweetness tugs-
Open your arms; Ready the hugs!

In the words of Dorthy! "Toto, there's no place like home; oh! there is no place like home."


Trisha said...

What wonderful words, Jo! And I love your are quite the poet.

Susan S said...

I am happy to hear your are home!

Susan S said...

My husband once asked where I'd live if I could live anywhere. I said, "With you."

EJN said...

Thanks Trisha, poetry is fun... I enjoy it.
I am glad to be back home and Susan that is a great answer - the best.

This poem is one of my "old shoes",it comes to mind so often.

Have a lovely day ladies, now for the big unpack!

Carine said...

X ;)

EJN said...

Carinious! =o] back at ya Girlie!