Zoya

Grade 5

Mississauga
Ontario

Home

Home
I like my home. It’s a place where my family roams. If your face is filled with tears, remember home is always near. At a new school you don’t have friends, remember home never ends. When you’re tired and going slow, remember home is where to go. When there’s a dark cloud on your head, remember everything I said. When you’re tied in rope and string, happiness is what home brings. If you’re trapped in harsh weather, home will wrap you in cozy leather. When it’s winter and it’s cold, remember home is never old. If you think that a home is just a house, it’s not just filled with a mouse. Whenever home is around it can turn your life into a song.