What Home Means To Me

Home is not just a place we go, It’s a place we learn and know. To me it’s like life and death, Let me show you without wasting one breath. Home is a place we have fun, Where we squeal and run. A place where we feel comfort and relactation, Without feeling any tension. Home is a place we feel safe, Like gold in a case. Family is not like any other, They each love you like a brother. Home is a place we have fun, A place we come. Either it’s watching king kong, Or playing ping pong. Home is a come, Even after being out so long your toe feels numb. Food at the table, Makes my family gather around like horses at a staple. Home is a place like no other, Like Watching burnley games with my brother. Playing soccer in the basement , Feels like I have a number 1 placement Home is a place where we be who we want, At home you will always be part of the count. The aroma of my moms banana pancakes, Makes me want to celebrate. Home will always be there for us, Even when life is tough. Now do you see, This is what home means to me.