Poetry of Stephanie Bennett Henry

Home

Sometimes we make homes out of monsters, and fear ends up being the door that’s locked, the key that’s lost, the person we used to know, but don’t anymore. And that’s a long road back, when you search for yourself in everyone and everything before you find home in your own eyes. But when you do, you will recognize yourself by the way the peace in your own smile makes a shelter from your heart and it beats a welcome mat across your soul: home sweet home. #stephaniebennetthenry

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