The Heart of Home

When I enter my home, I see a place where I am free to roam, a place that I can call my own. I meet my parents with hugs and kisses and I go upstairs to change. I see my sisters in the hallways playing lots of games. The huge, comforting fireplace keeps me safe and warm. Outside I see a lot of snow, snow is not a cozy place to sleep, everyone deserves a home even those who are alone. At the end of the day you will always know that you are so lucky you do not sleep in snow. The warmth of my family is as comforting as the warmth of home.