What Home Means to Me

My house has a roof, windows and doors but what really matters is what inside stores.I love my family true as can be and they are my home no matter where I be. My Mum loves to cook and my Dad tells jokes. I love them no matter what the hoxe. They love me more than I'll ever know and I love them so much my head might explode! My home is not only where my parents be,it is on a small island called England yule see,that it is a place of love and joy and that is my home that I love once more.