Home

Home is where snacks are hidden. At home the dog and cats steal mittens. Once I walk inside, I smell my grandma making dinner. To me, my grandma's cooking always tastes like a winner. If my grandma makes meat, Afterwards I'll have something slightly sweet. On weekend's I lie in bed, With some books I've already read. I curl up under my blanket nice and warm. But on my legs I feel a kitten-like form. I go downstairs to watch some fun, fantasy flicks. I enjoy watching their T.V. tricks. For fun birthdays I invite my friends, When parent's come I declare the party's end. At home I make my dolls delicately dance. If they fail, I give them another chance. Home is where my family lives. That is all I want to give. To people who can't afford a home, That's what I want to loan.