Home is where we begin to heal <br />Life is a strait jacket <br />I wish I could just take off this vest <br />Because home is the place <br />A comely angel makes her homely, nest. <br /> <br />Home is where we trust our eyes <br />And shut the window <br />On our stray-cat outside thoughts <br />Home is the place we don’t go prowling <br />For a saucer of congealed milk <br />Or another’s rheumatic; touch of silk. <br /> <br />Home is a rainbow, can’t you understand <br />There’s a poisoned inkwell in my head <br />Running dry writing letters to a life outside <br />These four walls I wish were dead. <br />Home is an island on a weekend honeymoon… <br />It’s a gypsum palace somewhere in paradise. <br /> <br />Home is where we begin to heal <br />And take off that life’s strait jacket! <br />Home is a rainbow you can’t distrust <br />Home is where we all must trust our eyes.<br /><br />Mark Heathcote<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/home-is-where-we-trust-our-eyes/
