HOME

I roam around my home, then I look over at my cat, then I quickly glance back. My home is my sanctuary, for me calmness is necessary. When dinner comes around, I become quite a loud for steak and broccoli, then I bake a cake with no mockery. Home is my bed at night, then braced with the morning light. Then wake up to a fight. I live in war, it is quite a bore. Home is life! ​