What home means to ME

Home is my own. Home is where I let out feelings. Home is where it feels safe and cozy without reeling. Home is where good memories are made. Home is where I can be myself and not be afraid. Home is where I don’t hide my face. Home is a familiar and comfortable place. Home is where my future is built and isn’t a bore. My home is colorful and lovely, in that note it isn’t an eyesore. My home is where we can give free expressions. With all the love and happy blessings. A home is a true treasure. With great respect, and, to a great measure. Every day I love my family, they make me happy with great pleasure. I love my family, and they love me. They don’t mind if anyone sees. I thank Habitat for Humanity for letting me please all who read. Writing this poem, I now see how my home affects me. I am filled full of pride. I am thankful to my family who are my guide.