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Home Some homes are quite nice and neat but the one I know is far more sweet. Where small marks are drawn on the wall that tell a story of them all.  Toys are sometimes thrown around and doors are going in and out Where little kids play and sing and laughter’s often heard  The home I love is filled of noise of happy little boys and girls.  Home is a great place where there are no troubles to face  Sometimes it's not all fair but a home is made with love and care.  Home is where I learned to walk and I learned to run, I learned to jump and learned to have fun.  It's where I stand tall and strong, it's because of my home I have come this far.  My home address may change as I grow and travel through life But the memories I have will always be nice. My home is just not made of bricks and stones  But home for me is a feeling that can’t be shown.  Home is a place where I feel love and care A place where family and friends are always there. There will always be space for more room  Home is where memories will forever bloom.