Let’s try and make homes out of houses,
Let’s fill them with smiles and a heart that bounces.
Let’s try and bring peace to the complex and troubled mind,
That comes back after hectic schedules to unwind.
Let it be dirty but have clean hearts and souls,
Let it be poor but always ready to give out of the bowls.
Let it practice and not only preach,
To become the teacher that doesn’t really need to teach.
The home has the power to act as a balm,
To soothe the nerves and to provide the space,
For each one to bloom and grow unjudged with inner peace.