Roses are red, violets are blue. A home is precious to me and you. Roses are red, violets are blue. My home is precious to my family too. Roses are red, violets are blue. My home is where I belong and where sometimes things go wrong. Home can’t always be where you live, it can be wherever you like to hang out or chill. Home could be the playground near your house or a city you enjoyed being in. Home can not always be where your parents or your sibling thinks home is.