Home is filled with memories

Home is my base, my favorite place. It is where I feel safe, with families, friends, and whatever I say. I can be myself, without any doubt. A place where I can be silly and free, without any worry to thee. Home is where I find comfort, and it's not at all awkward. Where family is built together, just like a sweater, we are all knitted together. My loving family, father, mother, brother, and sister, we laugh, we cry, we fight, we play, but we never make our home bitter in any way. We grow, we learn, we leave and return, Home will still welcome us without any concern. Home is our is our triumph and glory, and each room is filled with loving stories. Near far wherever we go home will be stewed in my heart, and it is my family's jackpot. The beginning and end of each day, is my home where I lay.