My home is a place I can be alone.
Home is a place where I have fun.
Home is a place where I learn.
Home is a place that I read my books.
Where I rest my head or lay in bed.
My home is calming home is sleeping,
eating, loving, and hoping.
Home is where I belong.
Maybe home is nothing but two arms holding
you at your worst.
A house is made out of bricks and beams.
Home is made of love and dreams.
Home is not an apartment, a condo or a house it’s your memories.
A home is where there’s laughter and sprinkling tears.