Home

I love my home, That's why I'm writing this poem. It makes memories we must cherish, Or else they might parish. At home we like to cook and bake Oh, we made a cake! My house is really important to me It is where I can finally be free. Home is full of love and care, Which is something we should share. Home isn't just where we play Home also isn’t where we lay, Home is where we live, Home is where we give. Inside my house is my family, We will live here forever happily. Sometimes things might be awful But we still have to be grateful. If i did not have a home I would be sad, Thats why im so glad To have a home.