What Home Means To Me

What Home Means To Me When I saw my house for the first time I was so happy. There were windows and rooms, but no life until my family moved in. It was perfect. The first box I unpacked my reaction was a sigh of relief. No more moving for a long time. Seeing how happy everyone was that is how I knew the house was perfect for us. The first diner was a big feast. Playing inside and out side. Always making memories. I think everyone should have a roof over their heads.