Home is Where the Heart Is

When the foundations were built, and the pipes were installed, we knew it would be a home. When the walls were put in, and the floors were installed, we knew it would be a shelter. When the furniture was put in, and the electricity was turned on, we knew it would have memories. I’ve made so many memories growing up. The times I got hurt, or just had too much fun. The times when I got scolded for being bad, or rewarded for being good. Every time I wake up, I see the sun rise. I see my loving family say hello. I see my loving pets, eating, sleeping, and playing. The heat keeps me warm. And my family helps me keep my cool. I have a place to go after a long day of school. I have a place to go if I’m hurt or injured. I have a place to go when I’ve had enough. I have a family to go to when I’m in need. It’s not just some foundations. It’s not just some bricks. It’s not just walls and floors. It’s not just a big box with a roof. It’s home, and it’s mine. It’s not the nice decorations that make my home oh-so beautiful. It’s what's inside, the heart, my family. My home is mine and it’s the way I like it. Everybody needs a home. A place to go. A place to eat, and drink all they want. A place to play, and make memories. A place to bathe, and sleep. Everybody should have a home, nobody left behind! Home is where the heart is. Home is where my family is. Home is where I live. I like my home. Let’s help everybody have one.