Home is....

Home is not just a building. It also is a feeling in your heart, and it's not the same for everyone. Your home could be tall and mine could be small. Mine might be sweet and yours could be tart. But it’s not what it looks like or smells like, it’s what it feels like. Home welcomes me with open arms. Home is where joy and love never leave. A place where me and my family play and laugh . Home is a busy place like a restaurant. Home is the sound of the TV blaring and my brother yelling at my mom. Home is bright in the dark, home is love in a hate filled world, home is warm in the winter. Home is safe in a mean world, home is soft in a sharp world.