At home I think of the poor people who don’t have a home.
My home makes me feel loved and happy.
When I come home my dog is waiting for me to give him kisses and hugs.
My home is where I can be weird.
Home is where I can express my feelings to my mom.
Home is a place that everyone should have.
Home is where I can boom my music in my room.
Home is where I learn good things and manners and be kind.
Home is where I can play with my kind brother.
Home is the place for me.
By Jacob Miron