What Home Means To Me

Home is a place I love And am grateful for A place where i belong As soon as I walk in the door. Home is where i can go, Somewheres that I can stay. No matter if im feeling good Or had a bad day. Scrabble with my dad, Or card games with my mum We don't care who wins or lose, Because we always have fun. Some people think That home is “ just a place “ Somewhere’s that's your own, your very own space. And yeah. I Agree. They're right in a way. But home is so much more! A place where you learn to laugh, cry, smile and play. So I'm thankful. For the meals we share. Every one of them, Made with care. And for the books that sit upon my shelf, That holds new worlds, and journeys upon themselves! But it's not like that for everyone, Not everyone gets to sleep in a warm, cozy bed. Some people may not have a roof over their heads. And for most people, it's just because they got unlucky. Which is definitely not fair. Because everyone deserves a home, Where love, and laughter fill the air. So thank you habitat for humanity, For giving these people homes, Making sure that they won't feel alone. And for the happiness you all bring No matter the time, Fall, Winter, Summer or Spring.