Home is Best

It hit me again today that there are no other women at home during the day in my neighbourhood or in my circle of friends. Either the women I know are out working or they are out busy doing things elsewhere. Homes are empty.


Here is a poem that struck a chord with me today....


HOME IS BEST


Stay, stay at home, my heart and rest;

Home-keeping hearts are happiest,

For those that wander they know not where

Are full of trouble and full of care;

To stay at home is best.



Weary and homesick and distressed,

They wander east, they wander west,

And are baffled and beaten and blown about

By the winds of the wilderness of doubt;

To stay at home is best.



Then stay at home, my heart, and rest;

The bird is safest in its nest,

Over all that flutter their wings and fly

A hawk is hovering in the sky;

To stay at home is best.



Henry Wadsworth Longfellow



For me home is best.

Blessings,
Liisa