A Silly Poem about Home

Where home is, happiness is too, sharing kindness and positivity. Here, safety lives, protecting, comforting and caring too. A home is a place that supports life, maybe under a rock or in a tree. Home doesn’t have to be a house, a blouse house or even a shack with a mouse… all that really matters is the people or the weasels that are there, For example…… Your grandmother and your brother cook for your father with the tater tots in the pots. It may get hot as you trot through the house with your spouse or even a mouse in the house where you walk or talk. Your spouse always loves the house where you walk or talk and trot as you get hot in your house.