My Home Poem

When I think of my home I think of so many different things, which mean so much to me, Love, memories, laughter there’s no place I’d rather be. Home is the family that I see and celebrate with around the Christmas tree, It’s the people that I know and hold so close to me. Home is where I reset and rest Where I know life is best, No matter where I go, my family will always love me so It's where my worries blow. Home is where I dream it’s where I try to fall- asleep it's where I feel I’m a part of a team, we have gone through rough we have gone through hard but we will always be a part of a squad. Home is where I’ll learn to drive, home is where I try to thrive, home is where I will always matter, home is where I can turn the chapter. No matter where my house is, no matter its appearance, I will never try to have interference. Home is where I learned to talk and walk. It's where the time will always go around the clock. Home is when I garden with my mom, play catch with my little brother or bake with my dad. The thing about my home is that I get to share my hobbies whether it’s playing video games with zombies or playing with plastic trolleys. To people, it’s a home to me it's a feeling because my home is always healing it's the place I can go to feel at home it’s the place I know Home is where my heart will be even if it’s another country. I love my family and my home and that’s why I will always belong.