What Home Means To Me

You don't need to have a house to have a home, I know I'm home when I smell sweet sweet stir fry. Why don't you try? A home doesn't just have four walls and a sun beam, but it's filled with memories and dreams that once in a while come true. When a new member of the family comes we greet them, not eat them. From place to place joy is spread. Home is where I go. Home is my happy place. I enjoy the feeling of warm soup in my mouth that my mom made even for the mouse! I never give up knowing I have a roof over my head. I will never give up until I'm dead. Hives with no bees - you sense winter is coming. You know I'm there when you hear me humming.