What Home Means To Me

To me home means’ love like a lovely white dove. And I think of sharing and caring for the things around me. It is a space to share and I will say a prayer for you and for me. Home gives me a hood? and I could not be more thankful for my home. At home it is cozy and I can get dozy easily at night. When my mom makes food I get in a good mood. When I am with my family it makes me feel so cuddly and warm. My home smells like fresh baked cookies and it makes me think about goodies. I think everyone deserves a home because it makes me sad to see poor people in our community that do not have a home. It is only fair to share all the houses in the world.