When I was just a tiny child
First going off the school,
Home was like a haven
Protecting me from harm.
There were people there who loved me,
People who really cared,
No one thought me silly,
No one called me fool.
I felt loved and important
And that God loved even me.
We did not have great riches
Or a house big and grand,
But we had good food on the table
For which we thanked our God.
I hope our home is a haven
Where all are welcomed in
With loving open arms.
I hope I have a loving heart
That shows how much I care.
For I want our home to be
Just a little bit like heaven,
So we can feel right at home
When we make it back to Him.
I hope everyone feels safe
And everyone feels loved,
Then it will be home sweet home.
We do not have great riches
Or a house that is big and grand
But we have good food on our table
For which we thank our God.
Ann Margetson Aug 16 1996
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