Home to Me

My house may be built of walls and a door, but that’s not my whole home, it means so much more. I get ready for school while I talk to my mom about whatever my mind stumbles upon. I feel cared for and loved. When I walk home from my bus stop and get to the door, my pets are there to snuggle some more. I feel cared for and loved. I hug my dad when he gets home from work, eating dinner together is a family perk. I feel cared for and loved. When I go to sleep, I think of my amazing home. and how I feel safe, warm and never alone. I feel cared for and loved. I hope everyone has a place that they can call home and feel cared for and loved.