What Home Means to Me

Home is a place where you feel connected with family, where there's hugs and kisses and living happily. You can feel the warmth of love and fit in like a glove. You can be yourself without shame, and you’ll always know your family will stay the same. During rain or during the sun family will be there for love and fun. Home to me isn’t made with bricks, home is made of support and happiness. Home is a place where you can laugh and rest and to them you’re their treasure chest. Home to me is family and love. They’ll always tell you to reach for the sky. Your family will always be there for when you succeed and for when you cry. Till the end your family’s love will be there, and I know you’ll carry their love everywhere. Home is filled with love, hope and dreams and you should never stop when your light goes green. Home is a place where we don’t exclude because no matter what family will never conclude. To me home will never deceive and home will be there for you whenever there's grief. At home I know that my pillow will always be fluffed for when times get rough. But we grow from the little things and always find a way to expand our wings. At home you can always take your time, and a home is where love will never cost a dime. Down the tree our family will grow and if you're still blooming no need to worry because your time will show. Home is family and love and when you’re home you know that you can pray to your god above. Home will always love you because home is family and your family loving you will never be a fantasy. Now this is what home means to me because home is a place to feel free.