Home

Home is shelter Home is no hoax Home is so joyous I love it the most Out of all places on Earth from ocean to sea Home is the place that I want to be. Where my family gather to sing a proud song Singing so loud it sounds like a bomb And when summer strikes I can finally swim With my amazing parents that always let me win Home keeps me cool in the summer and warm in the winter Protecting us from scorching heat and blisters But when winter comes in with a mischievous breeze I always know that I will be pleased Because of my parents' persistence for me to have fun They usually have me always on the run Home is a wonder every day Learning new things in every way Riding my bike through the neighborhood Makes me see friendly faces row on row Seeing the lake view through the window Makes me feel proud to call this place home Home is where I feel safe, tranquil, and calm Knowing that the next day will be fond Of memories ranging from the piano to the great outdoors where it always seems to snow Though home sometimes isn’t a house For me it’s where family is about And it isn’t just where I keep my stuff It's where joyous laughter is endless enough. It’s a place to return at the end of the day Or just to hang out if we want to stay All of these things are what home means to me And I hope this poem will bring someone glee