My Home

To me home is a comforting place Where memories are made at a steady pace I hear the sound of an alarm beeping I wish it hadn't interrupted my sleeping I see the steam coming from a pot And the delicious soup inside it will feed the hole lot I hear the crackle of a warm fire And I look into the faces of the people I admire At the end of the day I get into bed And I lay on a pillow to rest my head Home for humanity helps people in need And helps people have a home just like me