Ile

Home is different for everyone For me, home is everything and anything I ever imagined it to be Home is where love is woven into everything we do Home is not a place you build with hands, Home is built with our heart Home is not made with wood or bricks, Home is made with love and care Home is not filled with furniture and rooms, Home is filled with laughter and joy For me, home is culture, respect, rules, and love Home is phone calls all the way from Canada to Nigeria Home is laughing the craziest without feeling embarrassed Home is feeling exhausted, but still play ten rounds of Ludo Home is sitting on my bed and read a *four hundred* pages novel Home is loving school more than the average students Home is the daydreaming while writing a test Home is slapping stickers in places no one could find them Home is reconciling immediately after a quarrel Home is binge watching true crime movies all night long For me, home is moving so far away from my hometown and finding a new meaning to home For me, home is speaking my language with my family For me, home is everywhere the love is Home is anything and everything I want it to be.