My home is where we live
And that’s the place we give.
My home is very cozy
And that’s where I can be noise.
My home is very warm
And I like to be in it when there is a storm.
In my home my mom is the cook
And she is not a crock.
In my home my dad is a mechanic
And he is not worried about eating organic.
Home means the world to me
Because it’s just the happiest place to be.
My family is my home
And that’s the end of my poem.