When I Think of My Home

When I think of my home, It always makes me smile. It’s the familiar sounds that lull me to sleep at night. My home is filled with joy and glory, with items we’ve chosen with love and care. Home is a place where I can be me, home is a place that I can trust. When I think of my home, It reminds me of my family, sitting at the dinner table and eating with joy. I am grateful for having a family that loves me. When I think of my home, I feel pure love and happiness. I feel grateful and thankful for having a roof over my head. Everyone deserves to have their own homes and a family that loves them. I’ve been to a lot of places But wherever I go, there's really no place like home.