I see home
I see it in the rainbow of faces
In the streets
Talking, Cha tter
Laughter
This is home
I see it through the books in the library
I smell it too
The dust and fingerprints and paper
The library smell
The kid reading in the chair
This is home
I see it on the beach
Fresh air, sand
The splash of chilly water
And the people on the rocks
This is home
I see it on the faces of the kids in the band room
Confident, determined
And enjoying the moment
Red faces, tired lungs
This is home
I see it with the soft, warm light in the morning
That makes you want to curl up in the corner
And puts everyone in a good mood
Streaks of it in their eyes
This is home
I see it in the leaves on the ground as I walk home
A crunch here, a crackle there
A misty, moldy smell
This is home
In my Evanston
I see home
A peaceful, serene place
A diverse little city
A warm hug after a long day
This is home