what home means to me
Home is the best place on earth.
I‘m thankful for a roof because the rain can’t get me.
On the top floor, I can play in my room and I’m grateful for a bed. I see memories hanging on the wall – pictures of my family and me when I was a baby. In the morning, I go to relax on the couch where I play Roblox.
On the main floor, I go say hi to my mom who is making my lunch. She’s slicing and bagging up her love for me.
In the basement, I like playing ball with my dad and dog. Dad needs to rough and tumble me up, to show how much he loves me.
I feel badly for the women and men and children who do not have a home. It makes me sad. Home is the best. It’s cool. It’s fun. It’s home.