The Home I Treasure ❤

My home is where I feel safe , warm , comfortable and secure . My home is where I jump around , running and shouting aloud . My home is where it can be quiet or loud , silent at night , and noisy when me and my brother practice our instruments . My home has my family , love , and positivity . My home means love that comes from my family , like warm hugs with kisses . My home means laughter , when me and my brother play with my father , chasing and tickling each other . My home is a comfort zone , a shelter for me and my family . My home has trust , we trust each other with what we say . My home has kindness , We help and love one another . In our kitchen , my parents prepare and cook our food , while I watch and help . At night , when my mom tucks me in bed , gives me a soft kiss , and says A simple goodnight , it makes me feel loved and safe. But then I lie awake , thinking of bad and horrible things in the world and my nightmares keep me awake , But in the mornings I wake up safe and sound at my glorious shielded home . Home is where we make loving memories to share when we are older , to remember and treasure . My house is a building , but my home provides protection and it is a shelter that shines with love. Thank you Habitat for Humanity for everything you do so others can have a forever loving home too . 😁