Home

Home is a place where I belong. A place we can share or keep. A place you can’t forget. Together or alone. I will stay in my home. Sooner or later, we will live in a home of our own. A place all is welcome, a place many have. A place of tradition. A place of religion. A place of love. A place of hope. Your home may be calm, your home may be loud. But that’s okay because that is where you stay. Some may know where home is. They have no home, but they have hope. They have no food, but they have each other. To me that’s home.