House to Home to Poem

I feel like I am at home when I spend time with my loving family and when we have fun together. I have two homes my moms and my dads. When I see my dog at my moms or cat at my dads I feel happy. If my mom says we can see any of my cousins I get excited because we don’t see them often. Everyone who is in my home is very artistic and creative. So now it is time to write a poem about not a place but something called home. A house is a place where you live, a home is a place where there is love you can give. A home has memories, and a house has pictures, a house also has your friends and sisters. A house is a place with physical space, a home is not a place but love going around a space.