Safe and warm and dear makes our true home;
I had you at my side and I knew home.
Two deeply rooted trees together grow:
their roots thus intertwined build our new home.
When struggle overtook me to my core,
you called me back to you and I flew home.
A bridge is anchored fast by both its ends;
you’re there to help me cross when I’m due home.
Companionship and joy, one cat, then two,
and you, my love, mean this is no blue home.
I made the choice and make it every day:
so you and I have made our way to home.
The stars align: I met you first by chance
and now the stars are come to lead you home.