What Builds Our Home

A home is somewhere to live. When I was born, when I open my eyes the first thing, I saw was my home. When I’m sad it is a place to cheer me up. I learned how to walk and do everything that I can to become ten years old me. A place build with love, a place built with heart. It is not a place built with a roof top and four walls. When I think of home, I am happy because home is calm, joyful, and everything that we can’t find somewhere else. A home is full of memories in the pass. A place that there is only one in the hole wide world.