My Home is Pretty Big But It Doesn't Matter

My home is pretty big but it doesn't matter. All it takes is love and chatter. My sister is always talking but never walking. Sometimes when my house is crazy I just sit there being lazy. When my sister is happy I get sappy. My home is a safe place just like a protective base. To my sister I'm mean and she's a bean. My parents always keep me around and nothing will ever keep me down. I'm in my room under the moon where our hugs just feel a little tighter through our nights and morning chatter. My family loves me and it's not about the money I see. Whenever i see my family I get very happy