What Home Means to Me
When I enter my home, I am greeted by the scent of my mother’s cooking. I love my family and you love yours too. After a tiring day of school, I play some video games with my younger brother. I help my mom not to type and speak English. And after some time, we have Iftar because it is Ramadan. This is my poem I hope you like it.
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