A Home to Me

What does home mean to me? That you will soon see. Home is a place where I am snug. Where my happy affectionate family is there when I wake up, I can hear the laughter in the air. It is a place where I can feel the morning breeze. The living room is chilly, and the leather seats are without any frills. In the kitchen we can have our fill of eating my mom's scrumptious food. Outside we can feed the birds in spring. In the summer we can swim in the pool. In the winter I can go to the hot tub. But most of all it gives me this feeling of a mixture of luckiness and happiness that I am fortunate to have a home to give me shelter.