Home Is Not A Number

Home Is Not a Number Home to me was never the spot It was never the pile of wood or bricks you might call home Home is my mom and little brother Home is playing games with my best friends Charlotte Game that would make you laugh but they were are home, Home is the shows that taught me random thing like how plants grow My home was never the Number on the street never any of the. Wooden Planks under my feet My home is always moving and changing like The seasons My home was never the one I saw on screen It was never a mom, dad , and a mean older brother My home is my mom who hair is pink is cool and bold It my little brother Gabe who love cars and sharks And Charlotte the one I have known seen I was six He not my brother by blood or law he my brother by choice and connection Home is not a house My home is my family not a number to me Family is not blood and blood is not family Family is love and trust not DNA or law