Home is where the heart is
When I’m at home, I feel safer than safe.
When I’m at home, I feel playful.
When I’m at home, I feel loved,
because my family is always there for me.
I admire the blue and light grey walls,
Always comforting on a cold winter day.
I admire the dark brown hard wood floors,
Shiny and slippery, always glistening in the sun.
When I’m at home, I create memories.
Like the time I got my dog,
To the time we all woke up at 3:00 am to go to Cuba.
To have a house and a family means everything to me,
But there is some people who have nothing.
Not even a family nor a home.
Help raise money for those who have nothing
so that they don’t have to dream of having a roof over there heads.
Home is where the heart is.