Home Poem

A home is a place where you’ll feel happy and joyous You won’t feel good if it felt mean and anonymous At home, you feel cozy and snug all the time But it’s not home if it’s full of fear and grime Your very own home is the best place to be No other place is better than home, you will see There is no better place than the home you live in Not a vacation to Paris or Rome or Berlin Now do you see what home means to me I’m gonna sit down and drink all my tea, hee hee