What I Think Home Means

Home is where I learned how to spell and read. Home is where I grew from short to tall. Home is where my family and I live. And that's what every family should have in the world; they should not have to live in the streets. For some people that do not have houses, we should open open our hearts and be generous. Home is the place I sleep . Home is the place I play and have fun. Every single person should be able to have the same fun and make good memories. Home is something everybody needs. Whether they are small or big, or 9 to 100 years. everybody needs a home with shelter, food, clean water to drink and clothing. I hope that my poem spreads a message of kindness and makes people aware that we all have the same basic needs. No matter how long we live, we should always help and inspire others to help. We should all unite together and build some walles homes for people. Imagine you are there. Imagine walking in their shoes. That's why helping people is the best thing you can do in the world. The memories that I have will always be nice and a good home is all the nice rare home is home I will never think twice.