Meaning of Home

Home is where I am not alone. It is where I have my friendly little gnome. It was where my imagination started, and my fears departed. My home was where I learned to play, it was the place where I had days that were gray. In my home I watched movies and listened to tunes that were groovy. I played with my friends which made the fun never end. My home welcomed me with a friendly sign, at times it was where I whined. My home was the place where I turned eleven, it was my own little heaven. My home was where I learned math, it was where I blew bubbles in my bath. Many people don’t have a home. They are out on the streets, having nothing to eat. We should help one another, so we can build a community. We should provide people with something they never had, which will help them to not be sad. A poem is what will build a house, it is what will give people a chance, and they won’t have to worry about finance. This poem will help people to get through their struggles. They can finally have something! Let’s all make this message go nationwide, so people have a home. No matter their age or race. No matter their height or weight, they should have what we have. We should all stand as one and make it happen, so people can rest and not be stressed. Together we can do it! That is what home means to me.