What I Call Home

What I Call Home When I walk through the door I can see the stairs when I look left I can see the kitchen and the place I call my own. Where I can show myself is called my home. There are millions of places I can go but no place is more willing to welcome me than my home. My home is filled with many things that greet me when I’m there without hesitation. My home is not as grand without mom or dad. Before I go to bed my toothbrush cleans my teeth . My bed growns when I first get on and says to me you are safe and at home.