Peyton

Grade 4

Calgary
Alberta

I love my Home

My home is important to me.
My home is filled with glee.
My home is where I sleep.
My home is where I keep,
My things.

I don’t care if my house is a tent or a mansion.
My home is my home,
And I like it that way.

When I walk in everyday,
I smell a homemade pie.
I want to take a slice,
And it smells so nice.

My home is a special place.
My home is where I can feel safe.
My home,
It might be small.
But it is mine, and I can’t complain at all.
My home is where I grew tall.

My home is a place to call my own.
My home is a place where I don’t mown.
My home is like a heart,
Filling with love and bright lights.
My home is special to my family and I
I never want to say goodbye.

My home is filled with kindness and happiness.
My home is not filled with any sappiness.
I am grateful for my home everyday.
My home is where
I can depend on my family,
In every way.

I feel bad for the people without a home.
It is sad to think that they are stuck in the heat and cold.
I am writing this poem to help these people
In need.
To help them fill a home with glee.
I might not win, but at least I am helping
Someone built their forever home.