Home is where your family is
I lived in a shelter
all aged and cramped
Boom, Bang, Crash It drove me CRAZY!
all the people of all ages would shout
in that crowded and cracked shelter
it was a house
not a home
then Dad go a job
we slowly started to pick ourselves up
and get on our feet
after a while
we saved up enough
and escaped the shelter
we moved into a small, old house
on the end of a lengthy avenue
it was a little house
for my little family
it took a lot of effort
to fix it up
moving then: building, nailing and painting
but in the end
it was worth it because
I realized that
home is where my family is
so I was right at HOME