When I Think of Home
When I think of home I think of my warm bed.
I have such a great home, and a place to live.
When I go home, I’m so glad to see my family and pets.
I’m so glad to have two adventurous brothers and a great mom and dad.
When I think of home I think of a warm dinner.
When I go home, I think of the people who can’t go home and that leaves me in tears.
A home is a safe place to be, a home is where everyone deserves to be.
The race you are doesn’t matter. When you are home there is no judgement.
Outside we play games. We try something new every day.
Everywhere we go we always have fun.
Home is the most important thing to me.