What Home Means To Me

Sometimes when I’m thinking, I think how lucky I am While some people eat canned beans, I’m feasting on cooked ham Some people sleep on cots, Or even on the ground While I relax in a comfy bed, Family members all around Some people don’t have houses, And are very, very sad But you can be very happy, Even if there's no money to be had Home means something more to me, Then just a structured building It is something special, It’s not just a place for living Home means the feeling of being safe, Just being with those who care It means being cuddled in my mothers arms, Being snuggled cozy in a chair Home means the delicious smell, Of when my family bakes Or when we are celebrating, With Grandma’s chocolate cake It is the very feeling, Of warmth, safety and pleasure. When you hear the crackling fire, The feeling is a treasure It means the colour of my tongue, When I suck on a popsicle When I wake up in the morning, Everything seems possible Just the feeling of a cool breeze, While enjoying snacks and tea Spending time with my brother, Is what is important to me A home is something very special, For everyone to have And if I didn’t have one, I would be very sad I really love my home, I think everyone should have one My home is the best part of my life, Where I’ve had the most fun You don’t even need a house, To feel safe and sound All you need is your family, Just having them around