[DRAFT] Ah, Home

"Ah, I'm home", that's what I said When I stepped out of my car After a 15 hour day, 6 on the road, Walking up the worn path to my front door. "What is home? And where is it?" I lamented. Four walls, a roof, and a familiar space? Can't be. Isn't that just a nest? It has to be more, but what? Isn't home where the heart is? What if my heart's been broken into pieces And scattered all over the world? Doesn't that make everywhere and nowhere home? Ah, I'm homeless.