What Home Means to Me

Home for me is wherever my family lies, it doesn’t matter if that’s in a house or on a street. As long as they’re there, that's enough for me. But when they’re gone and I’m alone, that's when it really doesn’t feel like home. Even so, all I have to do is close my eyes and remember, as long as my family’s there I can stand tall and bright, and I know that I’ll be all right.