My mother used to make this when I was a little girl
her hands danced over the swirl of gold

there I sat, 10 again
learning of all the people
who make my world a little bigger

who bring home with them,
something sweet.

Here, love
she said
take this home, something sweet for you

so I take this love
with me
sweet home

this home
takes me, sweet

something here,
of love:
home.