The Meaning Of Home
The Meaning of Home
When I think of home
I think of a place where I can be myself.
I have such a great home filled with memories
It’s close to the mall and my school.
When I come home after school, I sometimes play ball.
I think of people who can’t go home, because they are all alone.
When I go home I see my dog in the front window sill,
He always barks and wags its tail.
When I think of home, I think of family and yummy food.
I’m grateful to have a home as nice as mine.
It’s always sad to see people on the street who don’t have homes.
When I’m at home I feel safe and cozy.
I worry about people who don’t have a place of their own to eat and sleep,
I wonder how they will feel?
They will feel lost, they will feel unhappy and scared.
After a long day, they might have no place to go.
When I think of home,
I think everyone deserves one.
A place they can be with friends and families,
A place for traditions and a place to share dinner and relax together.