HOME

HOME Home is where I know I can always be safe Home is where I get a feeling when I walk out my front door a feeling were i know nothing bad is going to happen Home is the sun gleaming down on me. The fresh smell of the mountain wind brushing against my face, everything is peaceful and I know nothing is going to hurt me. I lie down on the grass its wet I remember the time when there was no grass visible , just gravel, I remember when I rode my bike on the tiny pebbles. Now lush green grass grows over the ground replacing the rocks. I feel sentimental Home is when my mom cracks up when I tell my cow jokes Home is where I can be myself never bullied I can ALWAYS have fun Home is the ocean , a mountain stream , the forest . Home can be anything you make it.