What Home means to Me

At home I feel like I heal, home is my dome where I roam. Home is my light, where I feel delight, where I reach new heights. Home is the place where I call it base, It can never be replaced. At home I will never be alone, even if the bed is cheap, I can sleep in a deep dream. At home I feel alive, It’s the place to thrive, At home I vibe to my life. Home can be anywhere, wherever it is we should care. A house has a roof that is rainproof that can stop anything from getting through. A house has walls that will never fall. A home has halls that are filled with laughter, and we look after each other. A home is where memories are made. A house can be painted or bare, but a home has warmth that lingers in the air. We all care and share for ones we love. A home is a place where you can call your own, A house is made of brick and stone. A home has love that can’t be shown. In my home I feel like I belong, In a home we have a strong bond. Our bond will never end near or far, it is a part of who we are.