Why HOME is my happy place!

When I’m feeling sad or feeling blue, home is where I’m guided to. It waits for me throughout the day, to wash off the cold school-day away. A house is made of bricks and wood, but home is where the heart feels good. It’s not just walls or a roof above, It's a special feeling made of love. It’s like a pot of gold, you see, but filled with things that make me free. Instead of gold, it’s filled with peace, Where all my worries finally release . It’s laughter, safety, and belonging too. A place where I can feel brand new. I’m part of a family, kind and great, The best treasure found behind our gate. Walk near the kitchen and you’ll find, The yummiest smells of every kind. My mom makes meals that taste devine, But it’s not just about the food we eat. It’s about the people gathered there and eat with me the meals she cooks with extra care. Sitting together, we talk and smile making the day feel worth the while. Sometimes I need to be alone, in my happy, quiet zone. Away from crowds and all the noise, I find my peace and keep my joy. I’m lucky to feel safe and sound, with so much comfort all around. Not everyone has a place so dear, To keep them protected from their fears From movie nights to holiday fun, My memories have just begun. Stored in my heart for years to stay in the home where I love to play. Thank you, Habitat for Humanity,for this chance. To give my happy thoughts a glance. My home is my safety,my love, and my pride, A wonderful feeling that lives deep inside.