What Home Means To Me

My home is where I learned how to walk and talk. It’s where I play with my sister until we fell. Its where I eat my breakfast, lunch and dinner. It’s where I bundle up in my blanket with my family to watch a movie. It’s a place where I can dream to be whatever I want to be. It’s a place where there’s only good energy. Its where my crazy dog can bark and run as much as she wants. My home has been there for me through everything in the bad times and the good times. I am so lucky and thankful to have a home and I hope that this poem helps a lot and I hope that the people that do not have a home get one.