Meaning of Home To Me

When I think of Home, I see a white building with a black roof, a garage, a wooden doors and stairs, a wagon wheel, and a tree. When I think of Home, I hear fighting. When I think of Home I think of touching cardboard and foam When I think of Home, I taste the pizza we order on Fridays. When I think of Home, I smell freshly cut grass. My home makes me feel comfortable, loved, and in charge.