What a Home Means to Me!

When home comes to mind, I think of friends. When home comes to mind, I think of family. When home comes to mind, I think of brothers and sisters. When home comes to mind, I think of hope. When home comes to mind, I think of joy. When home comes to mind, I think of peace and love. When home comes to mind, I think of all the above. A home is always a safe place. A home is always a place to be safe. My home is always safe for me and my family too. A home is a place to be cared for. If someone has been hurt. Or if someone has hurt you. A home is a place to have faith, in what you or others do. And faith in your parents for keeping you safe. A home is a place to love, to love siblings and parents. And to love friends and foes. A home is a place where love abounds. A home is a place where you can cry. A place where you are safe! A place where you can be cared for. A place where you have faith. And a place where you can be with family. A home is all of the above! Do you have a home? If you don’t just ask, because I believe you are up to the task. Believe, just try, then a home will pop up before your very eyes! You and everyone else should have a home exactly like mine!