Amid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble, there’s no place like
Home Sweet Home
The cold weather, gray and gloomy, still and quiet, got me thinking about staying home, about touching songs and poems about homes.
Home on the Range is popular in Kansas, but it is about being away from home, out on the range, under the stars. Gee Ma, I Wanna Go Home — Kids sang it at summer camp and Dolly Parton gave us a funny version. Take Me Home, Country Roads by John Denver and Our House by Crosby, Stills, and Nash — both warm the heart. Grandmother’s House, we all sang in unison at Christmas time.
Home Sweet Home is the one we love best, the one that makes us cry.
And here are a few more poems.
Far from the city’s dust and heat,
I get but sounds and odours sweet.
Who can wonder I love to stay,
Week after week, here hidden away,
In this sly nook that I love the best–
This little brown house like a ground-bird’s nest?
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
A perfect home is heaven’s door,
It’s built of loving deeds,
No angry frown nor biting word
Will sow discordant seeds.
No selfish wish nor cruel act,
Will in this home be found.
No thought of self will have a place,
For each to each is bound
By ties of love so pure indeed,
So helpful, so serene;
That door seems portal of high heav’n,
Rich treasures there are seen…
Ardelia Cotton Barton
…Restore to me that little spot,
With grey walls compassed round,
Where knotted grass neglected lies,
And weeds usurp the ground.
Though all around this mansion high
Invites the foot to roam,
And though its halls are fair within —
Oh, give me back my HOME!
There’s no place like home, said three times with feeling.
A line from the Wizard of Oz