What Home Means to Me

Home is not the wood on the on the floor, It's not the chipped paint on the walls, and it’s not the squeaky floors. Home is where my family is. It's playing cards with my Dad, It’s my Mom getting off work early just to take me to hockey. It’s my sister doing my hair for me, It’s my brother teaching me how to ride my dirt bike, And it’s throwing the ball for my dog in the summer.