The Place Called Home

I open the door as i sway look at the place called home i see the peace the place i lay the food stocked up the music playing the stuff i love the tick tick tick of the paws of the dogs the warmth the heat i love the place i have a space to cry and love and be my self a feeling i feel no were else it's comforting hearing these things and the feelings that seem to sing a sweet song of struggles i feel and memories that were already here i love the feeling of the wind and heat the stuff i feel when i'm at peace in a place so colorful and big a place i long so many night when i'm away tucked up tight somewhere far from home a place that i can't feel the same way i did when i was at peace in my home the place i sleep a place i prefer to be a place no one can take from me a place that i can just be me and yes i love this place called home because its a safe place i can go i love this place and i will never leave the place that is so dear to me a place that will never be to far because is glows in the dark just like many homes like were my friends like to be so i make my home safe and make sure my friend feel safe is the powerful space called home a place that glows like gold a place my feinds and me can be so it is safe to me when im asleep or when i wake up that is home.