Keira

Grade 5

Brampton
Ontario

When I Think of Home

When I think of home I think of memories I make good or bad.
It is a place where I have so many different feelings like happy or sad.

There I have a family that gives me care and support.
They also help me with things like a really hard book report.

I think a big part of home is family and family loves me.
Not all people are fortunate enough so I have to be grateful too, you see.

I think of all the people who don’t have a nice warm bed.
I am praying that everyone will soon have a soft place to lay their head.

When I am at home I feel safe and secure.
I never have to feel unsafe or unsure.

When I am in the family room.
I feel my family’s relationship bloom.

When my family is together the atmosphere lights up so bright.
My family’s love is still there, even when we fight.

We will always stick together, forever and ever.
Our relationship is very strong, it will never sever.

I think my family is very important to me.
You can spend time with yours, they will fill you with glee.

I would like to thank you, my dear reader, for reading my poem.
And I am hoping you enjoyed: When I Think Of Home.