What home means to me
Home is where I feel safest.
Where I am not judged for me just being me.
Home is where good food is shared and passed around the table.
Home is sitting down on the couch with your family.
Home is where the best love is.
Home is not just walls and a roof, it’s a place where love is passed around.
Home is where I go to bed and my mom kisses my head.
Home is where my mom tells me stories about my dad.
Sometimes there’s tears, but sometimes I am glad.
When I think of home I think of kisses from my mom and dog.
Getting a big hug from my favourite brother.
That’s what home means to me.