Home is Not Just a House

Home is Not Just a House I have a really nice house, But home is not ever just a house. My house is not just 4 walls, a roof and a door, to me my house means much, much more. I beautifully love late movie nights, because it ends the weekend just right. My dad bought this video game called “Call of the Wild”, but when he plays it, it’s not very mild. Hockey I really do enjoy, But playing soccer in the basement I like even more. I love coming home to the aroma of banana bread, and all I can think about is it dancing in my head. I feel amazingly loved when my mom gives me a hug, and when she does that, I feel super snug. I loved sharing about my home, I hope you really liked my poem.