What Home Means to Me
When I walk into my home,
I will always love what I see,
I instantly know that there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.
I smell a warm fragrance of fresh baked bread,
I rush up to my bedroom and collapse on my bed.
My home is filled with happiness and joy,
You can find anything for any girl and boy.
I wake up in the morning, get up and get dressed,
l think of all the poor people that have to get up and be stressed.
I rush downstairs and think about what a wonderful place this is to be,
and that all the people around Canada should have a home as nice as me,
Donations made, many and few,
Can help people have homes as nice as you.