Home Has a Meaning

A house is a house, and a home is a home, no matter how much you have, no matter if you have garden gnomes, your home is your home and my home is mine, and this poem is going to tell you about how it shines. My home is great, and I bet yours is too, and I have a room where I can be me, and yours is where you can be you. My room has a bed, and a roof over my head, I spend most of my time in my room, and come out when I’m fed. I don’t only come out when I get food but sometimes I need space, and when I need space, I go into my safe place. My safe place is my room, and yours can be different, it could be your living room or something for you that's efficient. Home is safe, home is fun, home is welcome to everyone, especially yourself. Signed, Callum