HOME

Home is not a place with walls and a roof it’s a feeling that is like your heart wrapped around in a blanket. In my home I can feel me in my parent’s warm cozy arms wrapping around me and I hear them saying to me “I love you.” And when I come home to a loving welcoming, I can hear my dog Winnie wagging her tail at me and when I come up stairs and I take off my clothing and drop my backpack and then I go to the floor, and I can feel her slimy tongue all over my face. Home is not a place it is a warm feeling.