The Meaning Of Home
A place for photos and fun,
and the smell of fresh home-made-buns.
My mother’s aloe sits in the sun,
sinking in the buckets of fun.
Crawling and tumbling, all through the house,
memories squeaking through the halls, just like a mouse.
But some people don’t have a home,
and I think that it’s horrible that they’re all alone.
Some houses are too cold or too hot,
and some don’t have the electricity to heat a pot.
Habitat for humanity is asking for your help,
together we can help, they won’t need to yelp.
No one should be alone,
they should all be home.