Nera Bedell, My Hope

My Hope by Nera Bedell

My home rests within the cracks of another one’s trash, but I find gold in their trash . In my home I’m never alone . I’m always surrounded by the light of my happiness, the peace that’s in my silence . If my home were my body, it would be my heart <3 It’s my north star, my “Don’t worry it’s okay,” my tear wiper . My home is everything I want it to be .