What is the meaning of home?

Home is where you can be yourself, Where the books are placed right on the shelf, Where laughter echoes through the halls, And a place where you can eat spaghetti and meatballs. It's not just walls that define its grace, But the warmth of smiles on each member's face, Where memories bloom like flowers fair, In the gentle touch of tender care. Home is where we're accepted, flaws and all, Where we stand tall, or when we stumble and fall, In its walls, we find courage to face the unknown, For in the arms of home, we're never alone. It's the hearth that kindles warmth within, Where stories of our journey begin, Where echoes of our past resound, And hopes for the future abound. Home is where our souls find ease, Amidst the chaos and the breeze, A place where we can truly be, In its embrace, we find our key. For home is more than just a place, It's where love's glow we can embrace, A sanctuary, firm and true, Where the meaning of life shines through.