The Warmth of Home

I walk through my front door and into my home, My dog is there holding a bone. His tail is moving so fast, He gives me a lick as I walk past. My brother looks up from his homework with a smile, We've been at school and haven't seen each other in a while. I smell something delicious in the air, I don't know what it is but I know my mom will share. She greets me with a cupcake, and my smile, I do not have to fake. My dad is home now, and starts to cook, After dinner he sits with me and reads a book. It doesn't matter what happens in my day, When I get home everything is okay. At home people are always around, and together I feel safe and sound. Family, no matter what its form, will make a home loving and warm.