It's not just a House

Home isn't a building or a place on google maps it’s a place in my heart I don’t know where my home is maybe it’s in San Francisco or Toronto home is a place where I wrestle my brother where I always ask “what’s for dinner” sometimes I like my home sometimes I want to leave but of course I won't forget it I mean It’s my home, home is a place where I steal stuff from peoples room home is where I feel emotions where I hear big news home is like a big warm fire protecting me and my family but also keeping us in a warm hug home is a place that I see every day and a place that I love I have a home and I am lucky to have one but some people don’t have a place to call home It’s not called a house its called a home