Home is the place where I belong,
In good times, or bad,
Or if it makes us happy, or sad.
Home is shelter,
In rain, in shine,
And is the place I live to spend my time.
Home is where the heart is, as most say,
Where at the end of each day, I lay,
And think of things good,
And hear of thins bad,
Like people with no home,
Which is oh so sad,
To be at home gives comfort and warmth,
It makes us feel that we belong.
If they would be happy like me,
To be at home is the best place to be.
– Ethan Pimenta