Home Sweet Home

Home to me is like my heaven. Home is somewhere I feel safe and accompanied. Home is somewhere I do not have to worry about food or starvation. I am grateful to have a house and a bed to sleep in, I can’t imagine if you didn’t have a bed to sleep in, or house to be warm in. l feel bad for the people that don't have house’s. Home is somewhere you need to be protected from the wet rain, and the freezing cold snow. If home was a touch it would feel like a very soft blanket. If home was a taste it would taste like freshly baked cookies with warm milk. If home was a voice it would be me and my dad laughing. If home was a sight it would be a beautiful sunset and the bird’s flying away. Everyone needs a home because it is safe and somewhere you can be yourself.