Home

Home is a place where I feel like I belong It is also a place where I can dance to my favourite songs In my home I laugh and play all day With my siblings who greet me with a friendly “hey!” I smell in my home my moms delicious baking And then I see my brother taking it I taste my moms yummy baking so warm in my mouth And if she makes a cake it makes me want to jump and shout I see my sister and brother arguing all about And then it ends up with my brother laughing while my sister pouts But that is still okay because they do not remember what it is all about And after that it is fine so they are not in doubt I hear my brother listening to music While I am playing the acoustic In my home I touch my dogs fluffy fur And whenever he is running his cute face is a blur Whenever my friends come over to play Instead of my siblings, I give a friendly “hey!” For all 3 meals of the day Before I eat my food I pray Then on Sundays with my extended family and I They give me lots of replies My home means a lot of things to me While I think to myself it is where I am meant to be