Home

Home isn't just a place you live in, it's a place you give in. Even if there may be anger, even if there may be spite, home can spark so many memories that you might just take flight . Once you come here your soul is always in control. From morning to the night I live here with so much light I love my family from head to toe I even love the feeling of snow. As my horses run course throughout the night I lay there thinking my this is my life. I don't know what it would be without my friends right next to me, without my home with no place to go. To be without the leaves in the snow, without my chickens trying to fly up so high in the sky. When I listen to the air, when I listen to the breeze, why do I have everything I need? Because my family worked so hard for me. I love my home among the trees.