Home is the Place Where There is Love

I scurry up to my house. Then open the door. This feeling, I get when I walk in and see the people I love. The feeling. The place. No one can judge. Not even one. Home is a place where you can have traditions. Your own traditions. On Christmas morning We go down and see the people who I love and care And spend time with them on the morning of Jesus's birth. I speed downstairs to watch church with family. Learning about God and his holiness and his love. Family can help with the feelings you have. Everyone should have a home. A very special home.