My Home

Yo, home is not just where I sleep and eat. Home is where my family greets. Where I don’t have to pay to be loved every day. Home is love, kindness, and joy even though my sister can annoy. Ya, my bed at home is like my own throne. Where everybody rules and doesn't stand alone. Home to me is better than any fantasy. Home is when on a stormy night, when we lie together it always feels right. My sister and I will sometimes fight but we all know we’ll be alright. From the kitchen, yah to the living room, every space has a story, where memories are made and held in all their glory. Home Is where everyone belongs where I belong in my story. Home sweet home where we roam from Christmas to Halloween. I can still smell my mom drinking caffeine. Yo, when we do yoga it's so serene. House or home, I’ve flown, I've grown and it's definitely shown. Everyone in my house has a heart of gold. I sit down by the tv, watching some Disney movies. Telling each other some jokes even though they're cheesy. I look around and what do I see my two little kitties running after me.