Poem: The Meaning of Home

Poem: The Meaning of Home For me, home is being together with the ones you love. Home, is where you hear my parents’ little jokes, where my brothers share the experiences they’ve had. Every day is unique, and even when everything is quiet, my mother dances, overcome with joy, just for fun. Home, is where you can hear the wind whispering, smell the delicious food, prepared with my mother’s love. Home, is feeling peace, having your heart filled with joy and tranquility. It doesn’t depend only on the size of the house, but on the feelings you experience when you’re there. For me, being at home means being enveloped by that feeling of love. And if I had the chance to say something to the whole world, here’s what I would say: Make this year a story you’ll be proud of, spent with those you love, in your home.