Something we call home

This is our home, our special place. The place where we belong, the voices spread Memories. The love Scatters around the room, every room you enter you can feel warm and safe. We learn from our mistakes and try again. You have the freedom to move freely. You can share your opinions and thoughts without being judged. A home is where we spread our lives. We start and end our days here in our home. Homes can be tall or small, wide or thin, ten stories tall but my home it has many different levels, many special levels. At home we stand and hold our special safe items, special safe items we call our own. Our home is our own, graced with love. We cheer for our families and their goals. We spread love everywhere and anywhere. Every year we Celebrate our lives with the people we care most for. Every Moment we cherish is ours forever. This is what home means to me. My home is my life, it's what brings me light.