My Home, A Dreamland !

Home is not just a place where you can prance and dance around. Home is a place packed with family and love. I feel really lucky to snuggle in my soft, comfy and restful bed. It feels like a safe sanctuary. Home is a kingdom of safeness and comfort. Home is also a place where you can be yourself. It feels like heaven . Home is a place where I can express my emotions and feelings. It is not just a house but a castle. I always have fun playing video games with my father. I could feel the mild air from the A.C hitting my face. Every tranquil afternoon, I have a healthy conversation with my mother. When I arrive at home, I can smell the delectable odor of the crispy naan and oleaginous paneer masala curry. Home is basically a feeling about where you are. Wherever I live, I feel that the house I live in is my true home. We get along together with family and friends at home. I am okay wherever I stay, even if it is a hut or a mansion. Home is a place where you feel the nostalgic memories in your mind. Home is not just a place with 7 rooms. Home is also not just a place for your pets to repose. I feel really mournful for people who could not afford a house. No people deserve to stay in dangerous areas or houses with spiders. Everyone should have a secure home to stay in. I want to thank Habitat For Humanity for letting me have an opportunity to write this poem. I want to dedicate this poem to my parents and teachers. You made Canada a pleasant country because of your service. Kind Regards, Anagha Ramya