The gratefulness of home

My home is comfy and sweet like a honeycomb. Day and night is a light never dark in my might that's what home is like. Nothing is like home the beautiful brite blinding coleured flowers in my yard is none like others from afar. The walls have built in memories from the day we came to the moment we move away. Warm welcoming love, I flavor that I adore more than anything, the place where I shine above. When I'm ill I stay still, I stay in bed, my family goes to my edd, when I'm ill my home is a shield. In my home is where I go when I feel distressed and need to be alone. Everyone needs the chance to know what home feels like, no matter how small it is from a tiny crawl space addic to a giant mansion. At least you have a home to cherish and love. Home cant be replaced, like a lovely condo it may be more gorgeous than our home but its not as comfortable, welcoming and safe as your home. Now this is what home means to me nothing else can explain it and nothing can change my mind.