Abigail

Grade 5

Fredericton
New Brunswick

The Home Poem

I grew up in a home,

I really like my poem.

It’s much like a log house,

Really not like a dog house.

I live with a mouse,

He actually cleans my house.

My house is very big,

I really want a pig.

My house is super cool,

It even has a pool.

My home can’t run,

But that would be fun.

My house is a home,

I am done with this poem.