Vinh

Grade 6

winnipeg
Manitoba

Home

Home

Home
A place where wounds are sometimes made
A price too big to be paid
Hurtful words, rude comments, rough attitude
Could and would intrude
Your soul
Breaks into pieces,
Puts you down,
Makes you lose hope
Dead inside
You wander about
And most of all
Lose your humanity
But carry through and have some rest
Surely home will always be best
Continue your journey
And find your hope
Find your forgiveness… find your home
A home that’s meant for you..
Perfect for you and your family too
Home
A place where wounds are healed
A place where wounds are sealed
Home
A place where you start
A place where you end
Will I ever leave home?
I must never
People come and go but
Home is forever