The Meaning of Home

My home is not a home with no foam. I have some crazy days. But I have my own ways. My home wouldn’t be my home without my sister. She is like my best friend, but also a blister. My dog’s always here to greet, he also sleeps on my feet. I love my bed, but when everything is said, I love my mum and dad, even when my days are bad. Home can be anywhere, as long as I’m with all of them.