Home to Me

Home is where I learned to walk, and learned to play. It’s where I learned that feelings are okay, and it’s where I learned about Santa and his sleigh. But home is more than that. Home is like a blanket, and under the covers you always feel safe. I never feel alone when I think of home. I feel welcome and protected, and I never feel neglected. No matter how big, no matter how small, home is where you can call for help, even if you bawl. When I go home, I can picture all the memories I've made in my head.