Family poetry

home

Home is a bright lamp, which guides our way home.

Home is a clear spring that nourishes our hungry hearts.

Home is the spring breeze that warms our helpless hands.

We groped our way forward in the dark.

, is home, lead us to find the direction.

In the desert, we are hungry and thirsty. It is home and nourishes us.

Helplessness is home, help us and lead us to hope.