What Home Means to Me

In my home there are many things to see, But that isn’t half of what it means to me. Last year, in a Nova Scotian camp, Where it’s usually cold and damp, I longed for home, and my back woods to roam. In my family are five, I don’t think more will arrive. Without them I would be such a sorry sight to see. But with them my home means more than anything else I genuinely adore. But what does home mean to you? You think… I’ll tell you plainly; everything!