The Home Poem

The Meaning Of Home To Me Home is the best place in the world. Sometimes I get up and see myself in my bed curled. Home is the best place I know. It’s the place where I can grow. When I’m sad, home is where I rest my brain. As I watch the drops of rain. Whenever I smell my mom baking sweets, I rush downstairs and my heart beats. Home tastes like a cup of warm milk, and it feels soft like a patch of silk. At home you are safe, loved, and cared for by everyone. At home you can also have fun. Home is not just a place, you have a roof over you. It’s a place where you make memories with family too. Sometimes you’ll have arguments not go your way, but each argument makes your bond stronger every day. Habitat for humanity helps people to find a home to live in, You might even find a hair pin.