Home is Nice

I have a home, far away from most, out in the country without a city in sight. It has water, electricity and most of all, light! It's far away from school, an hour at least. But it's still home, the first place I lived at least. With a family of four you would want nothing more than a nice happy little home! Sometimes I wonder, what would happen if I had no home, would I simply flunder or would I make the most! I feel bad for those without a home. I still simply wonder, what would I do without a home!? I'm glad there's people that try to help! Back to me, who lives happily, I've been to two houses that I could call home, but one stands out the most! It's where I walk and talk today. It's where I grew from two and learned everything I knew! The point of this poem is to tell everyone they should know about homelessness, and how it can make you feel soulless, and that everyone needs to help!