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"A Place Called Home" by Justin Williams



The place I call home is grandma's space

Just down the road from Centerwood

Where we eat, sleep, play and say

How we are thankful each day that we are living

Where I can finally say I found safe haven

You smell food like a strong fragrance from down the street

A hello and great big hug is how we greet

We open our arms open wide 

So that you feel homey, nice and warm inside

You smell the gumbo cooking on a pot 

I'm sure that once you eat it 'll hit the spot

The place I call home is grandma's space

Where you can find a smile on my face

 Its saddens me when we all have to leave

But the feeling is not sour but very sweet

We always stay together its just how we do 

A good morning from grandma a 

Goodnight to that she gives to me 

And now to you 

So this is grandma's space so sit and relax

The weight will be all off your shoulders

Where you can find love as big as a boulder 

This is a place that i call home

For me and everyone in my family 

Love is what holds us together

Together we are home.


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