Luckier than many

I’m lucky, luckier than many. I’ve got more than walls, a roof and floor. I live in a place where love is never ending. The morning kiss from my parents I will never miss. The beaming sun on my face as I slowly crack open my eyes. The sound of my dog's nails scratching on the hardwood floors. I gently swing open my door that lets out the warm air from my room. I travel the house to soon find my dog awaiting a pleasant belly rub. It’s a place where I can set my mind to any creativity I wish. I can be myself with my own passions and dreams. It’s where I can get the comfort needed when I’m down, and the humorous jokes to bring me back up. I can make mistakes and not worry. Where I’m able to dearly trust my family. I can make memories that I’ll hold in my heart. Where I can get influential advice to keep me moving forward each day. It’s where I can take a leap of faith, knowing that my family will be there to support me. I’m grateful for the scrumptious food prepared on the table. Where I can grow and learn to find the real me. I’m beyond thankful that I’ve got a place to call home. That’s why I’m lucky, luckier than many.