A Poem About Home

Home is a place you feel safe like a bunker, but then you remember home is not just one thing, it is multiple things. It can be safe or comforting like a pillow. Home to me is where we come together as a family. There might be tough times but you do it together and it will be easy. To escape the hate, home is where love is shared. You might have items in your home that make you happy, but those are just material things in a house. A home is food from your mom or dad giving you feelings of comfort and that feeling of happiness. Home is more than a roof and four walls. It's filled with memories, experiences and dreams for the future. Holidays birthdays and many special occasions fill the air with laughter and joy. Going home is like a vacation from the outside world. Remember home is where the heart is and your heart will always be where your home is.