Grade 6


My Home of Hope

When I walk into my house,
I see nothing but life,
Nothing but hope.
But I am lucky to have this,
For there are people who don’t.

As I watch my life evolve,
I can’t help but realize,
My life is full of promise.
And some people I see,
Their life is not like mine.

They do not have hope for a life like my own,
No where to sleep,
Nowhere to eat,
No way to have fun,
No place to call home.

As I realize what home really means,
I realize how fortunate I can be.
For I have never been homeless,
I don’t know the struggle it is to be.
When I see my house, I see a home of hope.