My Home

My home is full of joyce, It is my first choice. When I am at home, I am never alone, because I feel like I feel like I am in Rome with my garden gnome. Home is where the heart is, where you restart and make a tart. Home is my base my favorite place, Sometimes it feels like my family and I can always go at my own pace. A home is full of love, And can be as peaceful as a morning dove. Home is where the heart stays, Were love and laughter Fill my days.