The Welcoming of Home

In my home I see a bed that is comfortable. When I go in it, I look around at all the stuff in my house. It's nice and relaxing and always warm and I see only happiness. I love my house. The silence of the home makes me happy. I wonder how it feels to be on the streets with all the noise of the cars honking. A warm home is where there's happiness and there's only warm and long thoughts. I feel touched by the warm feeling of home. It is a luxurious and healing touch. A homeless person deserves equality and warmth. A homeless person deserves warmth and love.