Faces pressed at a window
watching for someone to come again
And I am the someone they want to see-
These are the joys life gives to me
So let me come home at night and rest
With those who know I have done my best:
Let my loved ones rejoice and my children smile,
And know by their love I am worthwhile.
For this are conquest and world success
A home where abides happiness.
-Edgar A. Guest
what defines home?