What Home Means to Me

My home means a lot to me. My home has my family. Sometimes I may feel afraid, but at my home I feel safe. But it’s so much more than the chair, the table, or the bed. My home has my family and my friends! I am grateful for the house I have, but the fact that some people don’t have a home makes me feel sad. I want to help the people who feel so bad, so I’m writing this entry to make them glad! A house is just a roof and walls, but my loving family makes me stand tall! In every corner of my house I can see all the happy memories! A house is just a place to live, but add love and a home is there! There’s so many things I can give, and one of them is love and a place to live! Now a family has happiness too, now they have a home like me and you! A home is a place for smiles, laughs and tears. In a home you can brave your fears! If this poem is what you can see, then why not make an entry just like me! More people can have happy memories, and this is what home means to me!