Home Is Chocolate Pudding

home is a cold bowl of chocolate pudding
home is a soft blanket on a cold night
home is the sand on the beach of dreams
home is hot pavement underneath a rainbow
home is this revolving every-changing planet
home is where I rest my head
home is a starry night
home is a field that stretches to the creek
home is a shaded, leafy spot
home is my crazy tumbling place
every day it changes, as I watch myself change
but home stays that cold bowl
of chocolate pudding.