What home means to me

Home means to me a place to call mine. Where laughter and memories forever shine. A place where love and warmth is found, where family gathers, and hearts are bound. The aroma of mom’s cooking, a scent so sweet, Fills the air,and my heart skips a beat. Eating with my hand, a joyful delight,savoring flavors, and making memories bright. Home is where traditions are born and grow,where stories are shared,and legends grow. A place where I can be myself, wild and free Where my heart feels safe, and my soul can be. It’s where I find my peace, and my calm place ,where love and laughter, tears, and pride.From family dinners to cozy nights, home is where my heart feels warm through the halls. The frames of my friends are something that will stay forever in my heart, making friendship forever shine. Home is where I celebrate birthdays with family and friends with joy and happiness. Home is more than just a place, a roof above, a warm embrace. It's where love resides, a sense of belonging, deep inside.Home is a place to lay on my bed. It's where I can find comfort, solace, and cheer, A place to call my own, and wipe away my tears. Home is a place where I can dream from fairytale to disney, where I can roam A place to return to, whenever I feel alone It's where my heart finds rest, where love shines bright, A place to call mine, my home, my delight. Home is where I can express myself to family and friends, a place where I can share my good and bad news, where I can show my tears and joy.