The Meaning of Home Poem

When I walk into my home, I can feel it hugging me. I can smell some warm, wonderful, charming chocolate chip cookies. Tip, tip, tap, tip, tip, tap. I can hear my dog trotting around my home. My dog is a fun, fantastic, fluffy, fuzzy teddy bear. I can see my comfy couch calling to me. My bed is so soft, I could sleep in it for 1000 years. I can always taste the warmth around me. My home makes me so happy, my heart might burst.