What My Home Means to Me

Home to me is a place with love, A place with kindness sharing and hugs. A place where rain can’t ruin my day, A place where we always play. A place where puzzles are always solved, A place where fights are always resolved. A place where we laugh and play, A place where we feel warm and cozy inside all day. Home to me feels like snuggling under the blankets right before bed, A place where no one ever feels red. A place where we rest if we’re feeling sick, A good cup of chicken soup, usually does the trick A place where the chicken never ends and the challah keeps coming. A place where on Hanukkah the lights keep burning Home to me sounds like the cackling of my mom’s coffee machine and our morning routine. A place where I’ve always felt safe, A place where I’ve always felt brave. A place for family and friends, A place where the laughter and fun never ends. A place where we watch movies on cold days, A place where our aunt always stays. Home to me feels like warm hot chocolate on my fingertips. A place where Bubbalah Day is filled with old friends and hugs. A place where the sizzling of the Bubbalah pan with Sharron never ends. Home to me is anywhere I feel brave, anywhere with love, anywhere with laughter, fun and where I feel great. Home to me can never end, I’ll have it forever and always Thank you to whoever built my home. My home is now my happy zone.