True Meaning of Home

My home is where I never give up, And learned to stand up with every step of the way. I’m happy to have a place that is filled with love and happiness that I can rely on any day. A smile comes to me, when I see a home like mine. My home is the only place where I can enjoy things like, cooking, eating, playing and learning. And right now I’ll tell you why. You see, a home is not just made up of a roof and four walls. It is made up of love, that is created by cheerful and happy memories a family makes all day long. A place like mine is where I started first enjoying moments in life. And told the truth when I did something like lie. Some people have no place to call home, wich is sad to say. So charities and foundations are asking people to write words on a page. I am really happy to be part of this change.