What home is to me

What do you see when you picture home Well I see. A couch that every crevasse you could see mountains of dirt. But the couch seems to be the only thing that can give me comfort when I'm sick. Except for my mom. She always cares for me. From a hangnail to a broken wrist. But when I get home from school and lay on my couch, I don’t hear anything. It's like when I'm home the love and peace makes me feel warm on the inside.that’s what I see when I think about my home.