The Place I Call Home

A home is where I can always go, a home is where I can call my own. A home is where I feel alive, a home is where I can strive, A home is a place that means something to me. A home is where I can be me. A home is where I can see who I am. A home is all of these things, but a home has a family and loved ones. A house is different from a home; a house you can buy, but a home is what you are born with. A house could be a box, or even a van, but a home is where a family lives. A home could be anything with siblings or two, or three, a home could even be a tree! Hands make a house, but hearts make a home.