What home means to me

Home is the heart the building block, the center The center of us and what is around The trees, the stream and the deer in the forest The vibration of our house makes me feel squishy, warm and cozy (even when it's cold) When I'm inside, I feel safe and nothing can get me When I'm in my house I feel fierce and confident Like there's a force field around me, a bubble of light and energy When I come home, I can hear my mom typing on her computer I can smell my dad's cooking, and listen to my sister learning piano I look at my cats purring at my legs I love my home and nobody knows how grateful I am for it Nobody has a house like mine And everybody deserves a place they can call home.