My Home Means So Much to Me

Home can be anything - a car, house, cabin, or even a tent! I now realize that some lives have been bent, And that they are no longer content. Some people without a home Are sadly left to roam alone. A house is made from bricks and wood. But a home is made from love that is good. One thing that home means to me, Is eating dinner with my family. Board games too, in the dining room, And a dreamy sleep in my bedroom. When I am sitting and writing, I know that I am surely fighting. For everybody to have a shelter. A place to feel safe, no matter the weather.