A Place I like To Be

Home is where I like to stay. School is a place I like to be. My cabin is a place I like to go. The lake is a place I like to be me. The joy of getting a toy under the tree. Christmas is a time to be glee. When Santa comes down the chimney, I get so excited to see what he got me. As you can see home has a lot of meaning to me. I wrote this poem in honour of habitat for humanity. You build houses for regular people like me. It gives them hope and somewhere to be.