My Home Is Not My House

Home Fie Ghara Home may not be where the family of robins lay. But it’s where my family is by the end of the day. Home may not be where my family eats. But it’s when we sit on the couch and watch TV. Home may not be in Canada for me. But it’s when I see my Nana’s dog, Bobbie. Home may not be in my brother’s room. But it’s when I'm getting eggs from my Grandma’s cold room. Home may not be where I see the stars. But it’s where me and my family are.