Meaning of Home
Home. It’s a place where you feel you belong. A place where you can rely on to keep you warm even when it’s cold out. When you’re down and out, home is what can turn that frown upside down. Think of it, when you look up, you see a roof. A roof over your head. It gives you happiness and love. Peace and thankfulness. Somewhere you rest your head, somewhere you wake up and fall asleep. Home is somewhere you can come home to and say, “Home Sweet Home” or “There’s no place like home.” But for some people, they look up and see the sky. You might be thinking, “They must be so lucky, they have a skylight.” But that’s not what I’m talking about. I’m talking about the homeless people. The people that you see maybe, outside a Tim Hortons or a Starbucks. It breaks my heart to see people like that out there in the cold, no where to go and in a song I have heard before, “No place to call home.” I wish I could give all off those poor homeless people a roof over their heads. Sadly, I’m not the Prime Minister, so I don’t have the power or do I?