Home Poem
Roses are red violets are blue
My home is loving and just like my family of how much I love them
with love and joy not fear.
I get warm hugs like warm hot chocolate.
We get to watch movies with warm and fluffy blankets
and I really am grateful that I have a roof over my head.
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