The Meaning of Home

A home is a place where you can be yourself, A place with the cookie jar on the top shelf. The crackling fire burning brighter, And the homey spirit’s getting lighter. We’re crowded around the dinner feast, Or even the breakfast table at least. A burst of laughter fills the room, A happy family we’d assume. Home is our life our truly happy place, Where all the problems we can face. The best time of togetherness, Where everyone is happily generous. A house is just a boring building, Four walls, square rooms, truly chilling. A home is a beautiful masterpiece, A Van Gogh, a Da Vinci, a place of memories. A Home is a place to definitely enjoy, There is only one, currently no decoy.