What Home Means to Me

What Home Means to Me Home is a poem, a place to have grace - Food that gets you in the mood - puts a smile on your face. Home doesn't need a cost, And you never will feel lost. Home is where you feel warm, So you're never left in a storm. At home you can relax and that is a fact. Home is is where you feel jolly, And decorate at Christmas with holly. At home you can get baking, And build and create - you should get making. At home you can sleep in a bed - And are safe with a roof overhead. A home is a place that is not a structure It can be where you want, it's your culture. Thank you Habitat for Humanity for giving families a home, with the help of me writing this poem. Everyone should have a home And that is the very thing.