HOME IS A PLACE

Home is like a place, Where there is lots of space, It’s where I get to rest, So I am at my best, It’s where I get to eat, And where I get to knit, It’s where I get a bed, So that I rest my head, It’s where I pray to God, And thank Him I’m not ignored, It’s where I watch Television, About a cooking competition, This poem is about home So I can’t talk about a dome, Or about me getting a loan, It’s where I talk happily, When I am with my family, It’s where I talk to my sister, About what we‘re having for dinner, It’s where i get my own room, So that i can talk on Zoom, And that they won’t have to assume, That I am in a classroom, With all the different voices, Of different people with different choices, It’s where I chill on the sofa, And where I make origami, And where I thank God there’s no tsunami, On this final note, It’s where I eat Quaker Oats, It’s where I do some yoga, And where I enjoy some soda, It’s where I have a race, About stuffing my face, With all the different foods, Now time for me to conclude, I hope that i am understood.