My Meaning of Home Poem
Ding dong the doorbell goes then I run down stairs as fast as can.
My home is a comforting cloud like cotton candy.
My cat is as cuddly as a cuddle ball.
When I walk into my home it feels like warm arms wrapping around me.
The blazing fire crackold to me.
My bed is a place where I have a million dreams.
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