What Home Means to Me

Home is a wide open space that's cozy and warm. When you breathe in then out it feels like home. When you look around you can see the sun beaming off the roof. It can be rough sometimes but I know the feeling and you don't have to worry. You can see the shimmering lights way up in the sky. And then the sings the coffee pouring and you standing in the blank spot. It feels like home! My home is magical and a picture of me. It's wide, it's open with love, it's definitely home to me. It's Like a rainbow that never ends. I'm full of what I need because this love will never end. It can't stop. It is attached to me and my family. And every night way up in the sky I pray that people who don't have homes will get one soon.