What I think home means

I open the door to a place full of lights. My dad says hi And I reply Hi to you too, And this makes me happy. I wish this would happen for everybody. But when a storm takes a try to make me sad inside I take the warmth of my mom. She embraces me tight so to make me see light. In a world so blotched dark with fighting and sadness A home to me is a place that can be A safe sheltered place to stay With family and friends And lots of people that care about you. My only wish is that everyone could have this. That is why I’m doing this to make some people happy. I want them to get their own home. A shelter to hide. When the storm rages on and You just need somewhere to go. So listen to me when I say that Everyone needs somewhere to go And some places might not Be as nice as others but if your safe and warm everywhere is good let's get everyone a home