What home means to m

My home is a place with friends and family, Assembled with love and care for humanity. My home sounds like keyboards clicking, But don’t forget to mention the popsicle licking! Sometimes home is just the best, For when you need a little rest. Home can be a feeling or just a place created for anyone, Any race. By writing this poem I am making a ten dollar donation, To help habitat for humanity with their creation. Home is a place where everyone would love to be, But some people don’t have that special place, It’s just killing me!