Home is...

Home is the place where I stay, Where school and work happens every day, My home Is a place I usually stay, And where others come to work and play, My home is not a house, there is a difference My home is full of memories, love and forgiveness. My home is like no other, because there are my memories and my family members, I get sad when I hear about others, That don’t have a home or family members, The ones that are cold, hungry and homeless So that’s why I'm thankful and gracious, My home is where we all play games, No matter what went wrong, We would all come back together, strong, Home is where memories are made, Recipes, creations are few we made, I hope the homeless can experience it too, That is a house for them to call home, Like me, you do.