A Place Where Love Grows

Home is a place where love grows. Where we turn from roots to trees. Home is where my Mom, Dad, sister, and I all sit down for a lovely feast. Where we say goodnight and wait for the next day to come. We share giggles through those four walls and a roof. Home is where the walls are covered with memories from ones who have been there from beginning to end. Where we also welcome new people, whether it is pets or neighbors. Home is where I smell coffee brewing in the morning. Home is a place where me and my sister play and laugh when our hearts are full. We share love at all times whether it is Christmas or Easter. Where we all want to be seen and heard from head to toe. We can be ourselves. Home is where a nice soft blanket can hold us in tight While we watch a movie and memories are born, with snacks, fun and family too. We all have a purpose and we have the chance to show that in this wonderful home of love. Where we laugh and cry and share feelings and not be afraid. Where my dad makes food, where my mom finishes work and where me and my sister laugh. Home is a place where our warm beds are embraced when we doze off. What a wonderful night nothing could top it until the next day where there is even more love and laughter. Thank you for listening to my love for my home. THE END!