My Home Is Love
My home is where my family meets,
We love to talk and take our seats.
In my home I have food,
It always puts me in a happy mood.
In my home I have a cat,
I also have a warm woolly hat.
My family has lots of love,
But some families just want to shove.
Some people’s homes are outside,
With only a little food piled beside.
My home is happy and kind,
But some homes are full of cold wind.
Everyone deserves a good home full of friends,
That love should never end.
Now you know how homeless people feel,
I’m not joking this is real.
Now this poem is done,
We need to help the homeless some have fun!