What Home Means to Me

What Does Home Mean to Me? By Harmony Hurt My home is my safe place, and I know I can feel great. Although the top is a cone, I can talk to my friends on the phone. I can express myself without being judged, I can be me and have so much fun. It contains a lot of memories, and it makes me feel good. Even though we fight, We can make up and make things right! When my cousin and I try to cook, it gets burnt so we must unite. When I cannot sleep my mom comes and comforts me until I say good night. There is so much love and affection, the light shines through so bright. It is not just my family that makes a home, But my pets and friends and that’s my poem!