Home to laughter, home to rest,
Home to those we love the best,
Home to where there is none to hate,
Where no foes in anguish wait,
Where no jealous envious mind
Seeks with glee a fault to find.
Now the day is done and I
Turn to hear a welcoming cry.
Love is dancing at the door,
I am safe at home once more.
By
Margaret Fishback Powers