Memories Are My Home

As cozy as sitting in front of a fireplace Fresh pancakes and syrup in the morning Sledding, snowforts and skiing Hot chocolate in my tummy Wind in my hair, feet raised high Biking through a massive puddle Hiding in a secret cubby space Childhood friends surrounding me like a warm blanket A good movie with my furry pals Deep water splashes in the pool as I lay by the side like bacon in a frying pan Mini hoop heroes I pretend to be Pushed higher and higher on a swing as my stomach drops Without mom or dad there is no home.