What Home Means to Me

Home to me feels like I'm always protected and warm. Whenever I get scared, family comforts me not to be warned. Every day and morning delicious smelling breakfast is always warm. Every year and day are different, some are fine, but some are not liked. We always eat at the table with family and friends. We laugh and are filled with laughter when someone is funny. We always sleep; parents sleep but kids are begging for time. We play games and end it, but we sometimes have some fun. We always have disagreements in life, but we let it slide through in and out. Home is happiness where everyone is always found, And I will never leave that warm cloud.