Meaning of home to me

Some people think home is 4 walls and a roof over your head I think it is and it isn't. To me home is the smell of my moms baking Or the distant cluck of my chickens. To me home is picking up my chicken speckles or petting my dog Harvy. Home is where I feel safe and loved by my mom, dad and siblings. I love my home because no matter where I am in it whether that is outside or inside in my room or in the kitchen I am always loved and appreciated. Even if I am feeling lonely or scared I always have a family to count on and a safe home to live in. Some people don't have a friendly family, some don't have a family at all and some don't have a kind country to live in. I am so thankful to have a home family and more. Home is where the heart is P.s thank you to those in habitat for humanity for setting this all up so that are entries could donate 10$