What Home Means To Me
Home to me is as special as can be.
I love how it’s the right place to stay because the things I love almost never go away.
It is made of glass, stucco tile and wood but it is made of love like it should.
Home is my all time happy place when me and a bully come face to face.
I hate to think of the homeless and poor but now I might be able to do so much more.