THE MEANING OF HOME

Home to me is like a warm, fuzzy blanket, Always so comforting when I’m sad Almost like a hot chocolate on a bad day Home is when my mom makes her homemade cookies Home is movie nights on Fridays I feel like I belong Home five animals cuddling on a couch Home is home cooked meals on the island, A backyard playhouse build by grandpa, A camper parked in the yard waiting for the next adventure I feel loved Home is a sandy beach at the end of the road, A long sturdy dock, perfect for watching summer sunsets Home is not a place, it’s who you’re with, The memories you make And the comfort you feel.