What Home Means to Me
When I arrive at my house and turn the key,
open the door and what do I see.
A sweet, caring and loving family.
When I’m in my home I feel so snug,
Surrounded by love like a big bear hug.
Home to me is less of a place,
it’s more of my safe space.
My home the most suited base,
With so many things that I have to embrace.
At home I always feel great
with tons of yummy food on my plate.
Home is not just where you eat and drink,
It’s a nice, calm place for you to think
Me and my family are all full of joy.
Everybody’s welcome, even a cowboy.
I love my home as you can see.
It holds so many fond memories.
That’s what home means to me.