My Sanctuary and Home

My Sanctuary and Home When you go home, to the place of your own, do you ever stop and wonder, what would it be like, no place in sight with a meal and bed? This wonder is a fiction to some that have money and riches, As they imagine their life the same forever. They are living peacefully without a thought about the less fortunate. A home you may take for granted, but to some it is a dream. You may think I am joking, but it is real no matter how false it may seem. I have two homes, my moms and my dads. Both are my home with differences from start to end. In one there is cooking, the other gaming but both are my home and place. I have a hope of everyone being happy. Where we all have a home and a roof over our heads. Poor or rich, Sad or in delight, no matter who you are or who someone else is, we should all have a place to rest our heads at night. Habitat for humanity can make this true, so I will pass my hope from me to you.