Come Home

Home is a place with a roof over my head to save me from rain again and again. With a nice cozy fire and a place to be fed. It's wonderful that I can see my memories again. The lights light up my day and make it brighter. My bed is amazing and takes me right to sleep. It is comfy and cozy and doesn't make a peep. It stores all of my food and I'm always happy to eat. I'm happy for the garage because it stores the cars and the scooters and bikes we love to ride. This is meant to be read in rap form