Home is the People You're With

Home can be anywhere far or near, old or new as long as its with you Home to me is not just a house, the memories made are what makes it special My home can be anywhere: a house for a doll or at the great wall,the bay or LA as long as my family is safe, mom, dad, me and Mae. As you enter your home that delicious smell of home cooked meals feels different, you know it's going to be delicious, those delicious meals help you to grow in your home, as you scan through your gallery of pictures from when you were 7 or maybe just eleven, You see yourself grow from these pictures from your home. My home has been through it all, tears,cheers and many years, My home knows me and I know it, to every little cubby and hiding space My home is not just any building its were we flourish and build memories that last us a lifetime its where we tell each other stories before being tucked into bed Its where my parents taught me to love others and where I learned my first words Your home can change and eventually it will, either it’s when you are old or still quite young. You might move just across town or on the other side of the globe, wherever it is, we all deserve a home even if that means not having a roof because a home is not about the roof or the wood, a home means having a family to come home to and being loved, a home is not just a house.