Home

Home is my mom’s fluffy chocolate chip pancakes crispy bacon Home is a place where no one is ever forsaken Home is the fire crackling as I roast many marshmallows along with my family and friends Home is where our love for each other never ends Home is playing capture the flag with my cousins by the shore Home is a place where my thoughts can soar Home is rushing to get in line first when the Squeaky Tiki Hut comes to the beach Home is ordering ice cream flavored chocolate, mango, and peach Home feels like a warm hug after a hard day Home is my sisters, always willing to play Home tastes like a freezie after a long summer day outside Home is jumping on to a skim board to see how far I can glide Home is the wall in the basement of my cottage that shows how my sisters and I have grown throughout the years Home is a place where I let go of all my fears Home is jumping off the wharf then racing my dad to the raft Home is a place where we all love to craft Home is like an amusement park, so many different things to do, delicious foods to eat, and new activities to try Home isn’t a place that you can just buy Home is me and my sisters banging on random piano keys to find out what sound they make Home is a place where we give, not take Home could really be anywhere, anytime, living plainly or fancily Because the only real thing that makes my home a home is my family