My Way Home

Long ago a house grew Not pink not blue Long ago a house grew Not very special but everyone knew… Home is a place filled with Love and joy Every person standing before you loves you Home is a place where no one can bring you down But where everyone can bring you up Home is Home Not too special to others but to you Home is where memories are made The first time you take a step To the first time you read a book Your first bad day To when you say your last goodbyes Home includes your room A place that’s safe only to you Home includes a great Kitchen A place that’s there for your needs Home is something you Can’t get enough of Many homes are filled with family Home is too good to be true There is no perfect home Or even a perfect definition You can get a home that’s a dollar To $100,000,000 But still no home is perfect But home is something that cannot be replaced Something that helps you realize Many people don’t have homes Home is a place where I feel special Home is where I am Me