A Place To Call a Home

I've been so many places as we moved from town to town
So many different addresses
I can hardly write them down

And sometimes wondered what it's like
To call one spot a home
Turning neighbor into friends
With whom we've played and fought and grown

But home is not just where we sleep
Or know the names of streets
Or even just a steeple where
We've gone for Sunday meets

But going where the Shepherd calls
And leads us on the way
It's lying down and waking up
With God at peace today

A Place to Call a Home
by Peter Caligiuri
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How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!
If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee. Psalm 139:17-18 KJV