My Home!

What home feels like to me. To me my home is a house. When it needs my help it shouts. We can see the cracks and slits. And we will go fix the bits. My home is where I get to sleep, and see my family. My home is where I am the most happy. I learned to walk and step, that is how I got here today. As the days go on, I will go to my room and pray. No matter if I had a big, small, or no home, I will always cherish it. Every little slit and bit. I started in a little apartment. Now I have up-grated to bigger compartments. I live with my parents and 2 siblings. Out in the ponds I see all the little ducklings. I have one big brother. And he loves playing games with others. I have one little sister. When we play she says ¨hey Mr.¨ I have 2 dogs. They always chase frogs. I also have 2 cats. And they like to chase rats. No matter where you are, say hey to others. Be kind to your father and mother. Be happy you have life. I hope this poem made you think how nice it is to have life. Be happy, kind, and have fun.