by Jerico Friar
Gratitude for this place I call home.
|As I walk through the door, I am at peace.
This home is filled with love and abundance.
The room, at its heart, has a relaxing pulse, a drum beating calm.
The kitchen fills my lungs with a caffeinated aroma.
Outside a celebration is taking place.
Friends are sharing their love in this fortress of gratitude
Enough meat, potato, and drink to satisfy the soul.
The pool is serene, the buddha is smiling.
Aside the dining room is calm
A photo on the wall looks down and smiles
With a million reasons to be thankful for this bounty
Magazines with covers of success, trophies of accomplishments,
buttons made of diamonds.
Upstairs is the master bedroom, a place of love.
Even more an office
with a billion moments
leading to a model of creative being.
Oh and a guest room for your comfort.
I am here, and here I am at peace.