Home Poem

Home feels like shelter With a feel of the heat The old glowing of fireplace Is something you can’t beat With a view of the sunrise And hearing leaves gliding down How could you ever show a frown The smell of dinner Filling the tiny house Smelling so great It could attract a tiny mouse Playing outside in the garden Eating my crunchy lunch My brown dog chasing a stick Grabbing it and saying MUNCH! Walking down the busy street With BMWs on the road Relaxing in the backyard And watching the green toads As the sun goes down And I turn off the light All I can say is Have a happy goodnight