There's No Place Like Home

Home, one place. Many rooms. Tons of love. Billions of memories. Home, a place where you can be you. A place where there is always someone with open arms. A place where you can stay safe. A place where you can stay warm. A place where you can fill your stomach. A place where you can play and love. A place where you can practice your beliefs. Sometimes I wonder what it’s like with no home. If you were cold and alone, without anyone there to help. With no food, not even a friend to talk to on the cold streets. Home , a great place to be if only everyone had one. I am grateful to have one. I can smell the morning breeze flying through my window . I can see a lot of love in my home for it is the home of love. And love is the foundation for a happy life. A home is warm, welcoming, joyful, loving and festive. A place where we can celebrate what we believe in. Homes shouldn’t be measured by price, they are measured with love. The one thing you need in life is a home. Still people live without them on cold streets during freezing winter nights. It’s not a home, it's my home, a home I let everyone visit and love. Homes are not built with concrete. Homes are forged with memories Engraved deep into their walls. Home feels like heaven after a long day, my bed feels ten times softer and my room feels comfier. Everyone deserves a home, even those who are poor and can not afford it. Home is not a privilege, it is a need