Home

Home is more than just a roof, Or walls of painted blue, It’s where I keep my favorite toys, And where my dog greets you. It smells like cookies in the oven, And feels like a giant hug, It’s reading stories on the floor, All cozy on the rug. When the world feels big and scary, And the day is long and loud, I come back to my happy place, Away from every crowd. It’s where my family loves me most, No matter what I do, Home is the best place in the world, Because it’s built for you. It is made of bricks and wood, With windows, drawers and floors, But home is where the snacks are good, And I’m always welcome through the doors. It’s the smell of cookies in the air, And the way the couch feels soft, It’s knowing that my family’s there, Even when I’m feeling lost. It isn’t just a place to sleep, Or where I keep my toys, It’s where the secrets that I keep, Are safe from all the outside noise. No matter where I go or roam, Across the world or down the street, My heart will always find its home, Where love and hugs always meet.