I think that the meaning of home is where you don’t want to blink.
Memories come as quick as a drop of ink.
When I’m alone, I feel like I sink.
But when I’m with friends and family, I’m high up in the sky.
When I’m sad at home, a cat will give me a nudge.
Home feels like a day at the bay in the summer and the waters shimmer in the sun.
I hope, one day, everyone will have a place to play.