What Home Means to Me

Home is a roof that shields me from snow, Home is the feeling of the fireplace’s warm, gentle flow. Here I lay my head at night, and wake up with hope of the morning light. Home is where laughter fills the air, a place of love beyond compare. Home is where I plant my flowers to grow, and watch them bloom, basking in the glow. Home is where memories stay in my heart, as I mend the ones that fall apart. Home is my favourite place to be, a space full of love, peace and grace. That is what home means to me!