Home Doesn’t Mean One Place

Home does not mean in one place, It can be anywhere. It can be: Your house, Your house can be a home to you. The warm temperature,laughter fills the air,Your pets strolling down the halls , The aroma of your guardian’s cooking,The melancholic hymn as you eat your food.The cozy bed as you sleep at night as you hug your blanket like a prized trophy. Your muscles rest while you chill by the fire.The family pictures hanging on your wall as it sends you memories, Laughter fills your head Your school, Your school can be your home The laughter echoes as you chatter with your friends, The bell rings as kids cheer and yelp “Lunch!” As they dash over to their lockers to get their lunch kit and walk to the lunch room as the savory food fills the air while eating your food. The delicious food while you talk with your friends.The Band from squeaking with instruments as they repeat the same note or P.E as the kids groan when the teacher shout “ TEN LAPS” The playground, The playground can be your home, The swings squeak while kids laugh and cheer as footsteps stomping the ground as they run. The wind blows loudly, The kids going up the play structure as the metal slide screeches. The soccer kids kick the ball as it scores and kids cheer “Goal!” Wherever you go like the Playground, Your house, or your school. It can fill your memories as the years go by. I love Habit of Humanity because Habit of Humanity Builds houses for people and I am grateful for that!