Home

Home is a place where I feel safe. In my home by the fire is where I learn lessons so direly. To my room where I play with my brother during the day. Down the stairs to the sunroom, where the sun makes the flowers bloom. Together we can build homes, and united we can help the poor. Home should be a place where you feel safe, some people don’t have a place where they feel safe. Home is where my memories lay. It makes me sad that others don’t have a home. Home is where I learned to walk, home is where I learned to talk. Home Is where I learned to run, home is where I have such fun. Home is where I play with friends through and through until the end. All the sadness that they have makes me grateful for all I have. So much hate and sadness in this world. I hope that we can end it all. Maybe these homes will help them feel happy finally. I don’t know but in the hope that it does I will write my poem, hoping someone else will be happy.