My Home

Over the hill down the Road that is where my house holds Cozy and warm as a fire, wrapped In up your bed Dreaming about your desires You might feel happy, ill, or sad But my home helps you get through The good and the bad Even if it is loud as a zoo or quiet as a Mouse it will always have that Welcoming touch It’s hard to sneak up on your family And friends cause all the house floors go Creek and crack When you walk down the stairs You’ll find a piano that hasn’t been played in awhile That is my home, that’s where I shall Stay but when I get older, I might move away When I do, I will never forget love And the care I had when I was there