Home

Houses and homes, both a banding but the deification is the love, the sound of dad calling me down to read with him, Whiskers getting me up with her whiskers, it’s a happy feeling when Whiskers come to me. When Raven came to me, so happy o so happy it made me simal just simla. Open door, a place I can let go, a place I can go for fun, family, flndes .sad to say not ever one as a place like this where the door is always open, that is home, but home is more than an open door, it is the love in it. Something that says home to me is Raven and Whiskers. Speck Is not with me today. I feel he is with me for life, like he is a part of me today and always. M y home to me is just home, it is hard to say why but winning is not much, but a new home is. Home is war, the love is . I love my dad,we read,we play and we have fun at home . Eggs are good for breakfast. I make eggs with my mom. I love eggs for breakfast and my dad eats donuts for breakfast. Funny I think so . I love my comedy dad so much . It is sad to say that erev one as a home but you can help by writing a poem you to can bide home for someone who need it.