Home

Home comes in many forms. Sometimes home is your friends place. Home is like a big comfy blanket of love. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Home, that our feet may leave, but not our hearts. Bee’s buzzing in the sunny summer yard. Late night fires, and roasted marshmallows. Listening to fireball every summer night. Home is not a place, it's a feeling. Eating barbecue potatoes on hot summer days. Late dark spooky nights playing man-hunt. Long long nights of lazzertag in the basement Home is one big step of hope, love, and dreams. Home is frozen pizza and salad on Friday nights. Home is our fun spin on cops and robbers. Lots of fights but beautiful delights. b Home smells like yummy chocolate chip cookies. Home is a shelter from storms, all sorts of storms. A home is made of bricks and beams. A home is made of hope and dreams.