My Home

My home is my dome the people who love the people who glove the people who stick the people who grip the people who brick the people who support the people who sport all that fall were together feather weather the healers the funny gummy all with me all my home. My friends gems my family. Sometimes a home doesn't mean you have to have a shelter but for me, you need the people who support you and people who love you. That is my home.