My Home is...

My home is a museum, Photographs filled with memories, Each one a piece of my journey, A story I’ll always carry. My home is a shelter, To hide from the harsh winter cold, Where warmth and comfort reside, And protection never grows old. My home is a personal space, It is where I can feel free Where I can sing, dance, be the real me. My home is where I’m loved, Where laughter fills the air, Where my siblings and I play, And my mother’s care is always there. My home is a treasure, Where joy and peace intertwine. It’s where I can express myself Where I can rest after a long day.