My home is where I like to play even on a
rainy day. It’s a place where you can be
yourself with no one there to call you out.
My home is not only a place but where
I have my family to embrace. I have my
family there to keep me warm even
when there is no storm.
It doesn’t matter matter where I go my
family will always be my home. My
home is not just a building, it’s not a roof
and four walls, it’s a place that’s in my heart.
It’s a place with memories of all the things
you’ve done especially if they were fun.
My home is where I lay; my home is
where I stay. So I hope by doing this
poem I hope I’m helping those who
don’t have homes so one day they
have a home of their own.