My Home Poem

When I come home, what I can expect, is a happy greeting from my dog, with a big kiss that's wet. When I come home, right after school, I hang with my sister, and she's pretty cool. When I am home my brother will tease me, but I still love him unconditionally. When I have a tough time, and struggle to get through this, I get help from my parents, and they give me a kiss. I know for a fact no home is perfect, but being at home is definitely worth it. When I think back to all the great stuff I've done and said, I remember it all starts with a roof over my head.