Grade 5



Home is where I hang my hat,
the place I run to when I feel sad.
Home isn’t just about the looks,
but it’s about the memories
and pictures we took.
The smell of home cooking
and warm apple pie.
The stories we told,
the laughs and the cries.
The journeys we took and
the places we’d hide.
The warmth of my blanket,
all cozy in bed,
my mom says goodnight then kisses my head.
Home is where I sit down to eat,
the place
where my family gathers to meet.
Home isn’t just a roof
and four walls, its love, peace, and
patience, it’s a place where you
should feel safe, no matter what race!