Home

Home is something worth fighting for, A place where I can love things more. Home is a place that rests in my heart, No matter how far we are apart. Home, special or not, still belongs to me. When I’m at home, I’m free. Home is all I ask for. I don’t know what I could ever want more. Every time I open the door, I feel more love than ever before. I love the creek at the top of my stair. I enjoy my creek as the wind blows air. I love my walls, so wide and tall. I always know they will never fall. Home is not just a place to eat or sleep. It’s a place where memories run deep.