What Home Means to Me

Home isn't just a space where we get to fulfill our needs, like sleeping and shelter. It's a place where we get to create good memories and a place to meet more people. Sometimes home is a place where you do something new! Like learning how to cook for the first time or having to paint your room. Home is a space to have fun! It's a place where you can invite your friends and do wonderful things! Though sometimes the weather gets really bad and the clouds start throwing up rain then the thunder goes down fast like a cheetah. Then everything feels overwhelming and uneasy but.. Parents come and they make everything feel right. I like my home just because of them, because I get to see them there the most at that time. I really love my home because of the lovely memories that I have at home. I relish my home very much and I'm also very grateful for my home because I have a cozy bed and a place to eat. My home is also a nice shelter! I'm quite sad because I know that there are people that don't have a home like me. I really hope that those people get a home soon. This is my poem about my home!