A warm bed
that I don’t want to leave in the morning.
to keep my toothbrush and toothpaste in.
The sound of family and friends
coming through the door.
Watching a rainy day out the window
while cosied up inside.
The relief of arriving in the driveway
after a long day out.
Cooking breakfast, lunch and dinner
in my dressing gown.
The smell of a roast baking in the oven
while I wait patiently.
My cat curled up by my feet
when I’m tuck up in bed at night.
Choosing to sit down with a coffee
inside, outside, wherever I want.
Listening to the trickle of water
falling through the water feature.
Laying on the lush green lawn
in the warmth of the sun.
Picking lemons from my tree
for a fresh drink or cooking.
Sunlight coming through the kitchen window
The dog peeking into the bedroom
making sure I’m safe and sound.
A pantry, fully stocked
with one of all my favourite things.
the whole house filled with music.
Being wrapped in a soft blanket
and drifting off to sleep.
A bouquet of just-picked flowers
brightening up the room.
The smell of fresh laundry
blowing in the breeze.
A place where I can dance
like no-one is watching.
A place that’s so much more
than walls, windows, doors and a roof.
Unfolding on its own terms, growing
from a house into a home.
Where I feel free to celebrate
make memories, laugh and cry.
A place to grow, to remember
and to hide my secrets.
Where everything can be trusted
and I am protected.
Photo by Paul Hanaoka on Unsplash.
2 Replies to “A Place to Call Home – by Jody Letts”
so clear and heart wrenching.
I am deeply moved and humbled by this piece.