One Home is Never the Same as Another

My home guards my heart and mind. Over time my home will grow with care and love like me, with kindness and hope like the lavender in my garden. I call my home my safe place because I always know that when I’m home I know that I will always be safe and all my worries just float away on my protected river. When I am in my home I know that the walls that are protecting me are full of love and care and that when I open the door my home keeps the warmth and the loving kindness in. I know that the people that are in my house are nice, kind and trustworthy because we don’t let any mean or selfish people into our home. You know how your parents always say it’s their house well if they do they’re wrong. Well I mean they’re technically not wrong because you only have certain parts of the house that are yours or that’s at least partially yours. But that reminds me about the people that don’t have a home that are living on the streets, cardboard as their beds and no pillows for their heads. Also, no food or clean water to have. So let's help because a little goes a long way so donate today. So anyway we should be grateful because any time that you are having so much fun someone could be suffering so be grateful.