How I Think of Home

Home is not a dome. It's the people and memories that roam. It's where people look after you. It's where you run and jump to. It can be big or small. People in it are short or small. If you need help with something to do. The people in it do it for you. After you play most of the day you can lie in bed even in May. If I didn't have a home, I would do anything to pay. For the fun, joy, and the people and what they say.