Newfoundland and Labrador
When I Walk Into My Home
When i walk into my home,
There is a place to go,
There is a place to roam,
There is a place to get away from the snow.
There is a place to sit,,
there is a ice cream to lick,
Your home can be made of brick or stone,
But either way it protects your bones.
You are safe at home,
You are not outside,
At home you have a bike to ride,
And at home you can survive.
Your home is like a family member,
It protects you from the weather,
And when you are kinda low,
You know It’s the place to go.