Home is...

Home is all sorts of special Like sour cream and onion chips on the dock It’s skiing down the freshly groomed trails And splashing in the pool and eating freezies afterwards Home is birthday parties on Sunday nights And too many leftovers on Christmas Day Home is safe, cozy and warm like cinnamon buns on Christmas But it can also hurt Like mystery bruises after soccer And scraping my hand when the chalk runs out Home is yummy like moms fresh baked banana chocolate chip muffins Or rice crackers and Gouda cheese while playing crazy eights Home is racing upstairs before bed And playing games in the driveway Home is going outside for the fourth time on a snow day And not wanting to come in Home is hot dogs for lunch and hamburgers for dinner It’s jumping off the swimming platform into the lake Home is where I belong and can be myself