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.
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