My Home
In a home you should feel free as a dove,
Surrounded by family,
Friends and love.
I can see memories on our shelf,
With sentimental items
And pictures of our younger selves.
My mom pulls me into her arms with a tug,
Wraps her arms around me
And bombards me with kisses and hugs.
I feel the love of my mothers warm embrace,
A feeling that no one can replace.
I love family movie night,
Eating pizza
And snuggling up tight.
I see a chicken being baste,
There’s food on the table
And there is an amazing taste.
I smell scrumptious cookies that were made with care
And fresh laundry smell in the air.
I hear us talk about our day
And the annoying laughter,
Because of something one of us say.
After all of these things I think you know what home is,
But if you don’t,
Then let me tell you what it isn’t.
Home is not just a roof over your head,
Nor Walls,
Or even a frame for your bed.
You have to understand that home is
Not just a building,
Not just an address.
Home is a place with the people you love best.
My home fits me perfectly,
Now all people can have just this.
Thanks to the help of the heavenly habitat for humanity.
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