Home

It isn’t just a building, It’s a place that I love I see the snow out the window as white as a dove It’s not just a roof over our heads And it’s not just a place to store our beds It’s where memories are made And kept safe so they don’t fade It’s here for me when I don’t feel like a winner Everything feels better after a fresh chicken dinner I hear my rooster saying cock-a-doodle-do Telling me it’s time to start my day too Snuggling my fuzzy bunny fills my heart Getting my day off to a great start. I feel the warmth of the burning fire Or the cozy coats of my horses who I desire I see the sun reflect off the finish of the wooden floor and Mom asking me about my day right after I close the door I enjoy freshly made muffins as my after school snack Right after I empty my purple backpack My house is a home for the reasons stated above It’s full of laughter and light and most of all love!