What Is Home

When you're sitting in your house and the clouds take a tone, just remember there's people living on the streets with nowhere to go. When I get home from a long day after school, I go up to my room. It's the one place I can rule. At the dinner table, it's family time. I love my parents and they are all mine. When I go to bed It's the one place I stay. I go to relax. It's the place I lay. Then there's my dog. He is so cute when he barks out the door he sounds like someone playing the flute. Speaking of instruments, I play the clarinet. I think I play like a marionette day after day doing its dance doing its play. Before I go to bed I pray in bed I bless myself goodnight. I lay there like a steel piece of lead. I woke up to my favorite breakfast, a piece of bread with peanut butter over its head. My day restarts. I do it over again. I move on and try to do stuff differently instead.