What A Home Means to Me
What a Home Means To Me
When I twist the key to open the door,
it sounds so simple and easy but there is something more.
Inside that door, there is love and care.
A place where everything is fair.
Home is a place where you learned how to walk and run.
Home is somewhere you feel like number one.
Home is a place where you have no worries.
Somewhere you can eat all your berries.
Home is a place to go when you are feeling low.
Somewhere your parents can watch you become strong and grow.
Somewhere to stay on sad nights.
A place where you can always forgive after big fights.
Home is unique
A place to go when you want someone to listen while you speak.
A place where you can have fun and play hide-and-seek.
A place you can spend time with your family.
A place where everyone asks kindly.
Home is a place where your heart and mind can be at rest
A place where you can find people that you call “the best”.
For me, everyone needs a home.
That is why I wrote this poem.