My Home

My Home My Home Is Happy. A place where we are bright. Where we will stay together. Most things are better in a home. I am helping others by doing this. To help them have a home Some don’t have anyone, Or a home. But we can help. This may be sad to say, But it’s true . Just remember, A home does not have a soul. We are the soul. And remember A home is where we will cry, And have support. When we go We will still have a home. A family of our own. Then it will repeat. They will cry, feel bright, then go, but only to another home. We will stay, We will cry, Stay Bright, And happy, Maybe sad, Or mad in our home. Mostly we will be happy. Live our lives. Then we go once again, but not here, Up there. Staying in our new home. Happy, free, and bright. Just like in a home. But we are here to stay, Watch over everyone, God by our sides, Living in somewhat like a dream. Singing songs, Waiting for friends to come, In your new home You will stay there. Sitting, Loving, Feeling, Being. You will be in your home forever. But one time you were there. You had no home. By me writing this, It makes me happy, to know someone will have a home. To live, To dance, To Cry, To laugh, To jump, To run, And then I may see you years and years later. And another home shall be there. My home is forever, And I Will be there forever