Home

I am writing this poem about My home Because it can be LOUD! or quiet. Cold like ice or hot like the sun. When I feel scared I know My home will comfort me. My home Is a safe place To rest my head at night. I love my home Because it cherishes my memories. My house is gigantic With a cozy brown carpet. My home keeps me and my Brother in touch. My home has a unique scent of Blossoms. My home holds me and my Family when danger is near. It is my home.

Delaney

Grade 4

Hague, Saskatchewan

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