What Home Means to Me

My house, gorgeous and big. Home is always there when I am mad and lonely. In my home are beautiful orchids glistening in the sun. My home is like a page of a book filled with memories and colour. Evening comes around and mama is cooking fresh pasta, the smells rise up into my room. Wonderful home, with lots of windows in every corner of the room. The windows allow me to feel the breeze on my chest. Laughter fills the air when we go swimming in my pool at the hottest time. My cat loves his new home, to. But most of all family and all the memories make up a home.