Home Sweet Home

When I think home I think not a place to stay When I think home I think of rainy days The days where I would play with mom The days when I felt most calm But when the rain was finally done We went outside and saw the sun I felt the sun shine on my face And saw sun rays dance with grace But when mom said it was time to come in I thought my doom was about to begin But when I smelledt the love in my supper I knew home was a place like no other When I put on my pjs and got into bed I felt my mom’s hand stroking my head But when she softly said, “I love you” I thought to myself home sweet home

Francesca

Grade 5

Bedford, Nova Scotia

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