When I Think of Home
When I think of home I think of my bed. When I think of home I think of family and friends. Home is someplace comfy with a roof to hold rain, water and snow. Everyone deserves a home! When I think of home I think of everyone who is poor and homeless. Home is a place where you are safe to express feelings.
Home is a place to gather with family and friends.
Home is a place where everyone gets love.