When I think of home …

When I think of home … I think of playing outside. Having fires with friends and family while we roast marshmallows, Also harvesting potatoes and kick the can When I think of home I think of coming home to freshly baked cookies and a glass of milk, Making forts and watching movies. When I think of home I think of Coming home and having the dogs jump When I get inside and reading my new book. When I think of home I think of my home not my friends home Not my cousins home my home A place where I can stay. By Addy