My home poem

My home is a place where I sleep and eat. Or where you run and leap. Your home can be anywhere in the world. Near the deep blue sea or up near the birds. Home is a place where you feel safe. It is where you feel your family’s warm embrace. Where you feel sad or happy. Or where you feel annoyed or cozy. My home is where I smell my mom baking my favorite brownies. Or my dad making his delicious sour dough bread. I feel the pages of my book after reading my favorite part. Or making beautiful art. No matter what makes up your home. You always feel welcome. All homes are unique. What makes your home different?