Home is Joy

Home is joy Home is warm Home is somewhere you can feel safe and comfortable. Home is a place you can be yourself. Home is like an antique that your grandma gave you, which in my case I don’t want to let go of my antique from my grandma. Home is a memory. You may not have a home, and that is sad and I wish that everyone can have a home. In my home, I’ve shared love, and a lot of good memories, but there have also been some bad times, but no one wants to remember those bad times, unless you’re crazy! But that is not the point, the point is that home is always there for you. Home is a great place I call my crib.