Back Home At Last
If I had the power to turn back the clock,go back to that house at the end of the block-The house that was home when I was a kid,I know that I’d love it more now than I did.
If I could be back there at my mother’s knee, and hear once again all the things she had told me, And all the advice my dad used to give, His voice I’ll remember as it all happened in my home sweet
Home is a place when you go there, it has to take you in, Home is a place where I can dream, believe and of course achieve.If I go from place to place I think of it as my home.
Even if I am on vacation I will always follow my dreams, reach for the stars, and remember where I had come from.
Grade 5 student