What Home Means to Me

My home is a place to roam, Space to create and play. Over my head it is a kind of dome, A safe warm bed to lay. Full of family and love, Given by God above. Friends come with laughter and fun, At night good dreams are spun. There is always the smell of good food, A comfort for a sad mood. “I love you” and hugs, Sometimes teasing bugs! Adventure, happiness and sadness, At times maybe even madness! Home is a house or a tent, Wherever family time is spent!