Home = Love
Home is a place where I feel safe. A home is where all memories begin. Home is a place where I can be myself and not pretend to be somebody I`m not. I love my home. It`s a beautiful place where I can stay. I have friends and family to have a nice dinner and pray. I have a nice bed in my room, where I can rest my eyes and dream wonderful dreams, like a home. A home is where I feel loved and not alone. I am very lucky to have a home. It gives me goosebumps when I think of the poor people who have to live outside in the freezing cold. Everybody deserves a home to live in. A home that has a roof, a home with beds and a kitchen so they cook. Now that`s a good home to live in, not a box. For me Home is Love.