My Home Can Be Anything

My home is not fancy, but that does not matter. What matters is what is inside. Inside my home is family, the greatest thing of all. My family is a team, a dream team. No matter the weather, rain or shine, we will win and lose together. When I eat delicious home cooked meals I taste family. In the cold I feel warm like my family is a blanket. When I smell flowers, I smell family. When I hear laughter, I hear family. Then when I see my house, I see family. My home is a fortress too, my safe place where I feel free to be myself. My house can be a book too, with a new page every day. So my home is more than a roof over my head.