In the African setting,
Home is not where the Heart is.
Rather where the parents/guardians are.
Needless to say, this makes it very difficult.
I recently finished university
And I’m staying on my own.
Though I hadn’t really stayed home for a while
Now that I come to think of it.
It recently occurred to me
That although I am home less
I have never felt more at home.
My munchkin is juggling with so much
And yet somehow manages.
That’s where Home is for me.
Home is Happy
And so am I…By Default.