What Home Means To Me

What Home Means to Me I had multiples home so, I’m writing a poem for those who never had home every time we move it always hurts to leave So I am trying to help because I believe. When we moved in it was just a place But with time we brought it to its full grace. At my home there is lots of love And where I am very beloved. To me home is not floors and a ceiling, home is warmth and a feeling. It’s also not walls and a roof home is where my dog goes woof. It is where I grow up With my own husky pup Home is where there are no bullies But there are all of my stuffies It is where I lay my head On my gray sheeted bed Behind my window there is a view Which is a lake that is the color blue Home is where I feel safe It's almost my own home base. And I know my family will always accept me and we will always be connected. This is the end of my poem So I hope it helps someone find a home By Anita

Anita

Grade 6

Halifax, Nova Scotia

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