What Home Means to Me

A feeling. Home is a feeling. Not a building, an apartment or a house, but a feeling. Home is where I took my first step and my first crawl, My first run and my first fall It’s where I can feel very okay being me Where there are so many things to do, to hear and to see Home is where I once lost a tooth and since then lost many more Where I now am so old, way older than before Home is where all my memories live And this essay is for me not to take, But to give.