Shyla

Grade 5

Winnipeg
Manitoba

Home

Home is now always what meets the eye
It carries us up, when we cry

Showing the love that keeps us safe
We all deserve love,
No matter the race

It’s where we gather, me and you
With hearts filled with love oh so true

Expressing our selves with no stress
Just loving thoughts in out heads
When it turns nigh we sleep in our beds
But in my head there is a big mess

The realization of people who sleep
On the floor with frozen feet
We have warm memories of giving love
then they have hands that really need gloves

Why did I write?
What I’m trying to say
Is enjoy your home every moment of the day