Home

My home is like a melody. Each day is like the measure of a song. And if my sister's tiny cat Tonks wants attention she squeals like a recorder playing for attention. And my cat Smeagol likes to be loud and proud like a drum kit. When our family plays together it sounds like a beautiful melody that no one else has ever heard, playing long and loud. Bedtime feels like a peaceful song softly played on the Piano. In conclusion I think my home is a melody because it flows through me, like a chorus playing gently. What do you think home is?