Meaning of Home

Home…my home is definitely the safest place I could ever store my early start to life in. My house has my back. It's not much but it’ll do. It might not be a mansion or anything but I sure would say it’s the coziest home an introvert could ask for. I love it so much that I wrote a poem dedicated to my house. Roses are red, violets are blue my house is like my bolts and screws, it keeps me together and functioning fine in fact, my house is my personal mine, I find all sorts of treasured memories with my house, me, my mother, and everything. In all endings must come a disconnection as we can not hold on to everything. In this time before it runs out, we must treasure all including our house. My home is like the crust to my earth, it helps hold me together. In conclusion, my house is just fine. My home, it shelters me and my mom and holds us together. In this household we have a wonderful time as we will never forget the warmth of our houses arms, well walls. Now I want you to remember day or night your house will help you through the fight! And my house helps me stay warm and cozy but also keeps my mom close and cozy!