Home made of love

Home is when you hear the sound of kind people saying I love you like mom, and dad. Our homes may be made from concrete but my is made out of love. You always must remember you are lucky to have a loving home. Home is when you see your family and people you love. Whenever I come home, I always make sure I say I love you to my family. Home to me is skating on the icey rink in the winter. Home to me is being in the tractor all the time. It is also waking up at 6am to hear the cow's moo. Home to me is see the golden wheat shining on the horizon. I think everybody needs a home and people to love and take care of. By Abby At Gilbert Plains Elementary