Nolan

Grade 5

Ontario
Ontario

My Home Poetry

My Home is coming home to fresh baked muffins.

My Home is coming home to family.

My Home is wanting to come home to my cozy bed.

My Home is when I play with my bright red rugby ball in the

forest with family.

My home is knowing my family’s healthy every day.

My home is having shelter.

My home is getting hurt sometimes.

My home is knowing nothings all about me.

My home is when I get left behind.

My home is too see family every day.

My home is always having fun with my family.