Home Poem

Home is my home and it's special to me. When I wake up on days off I grin with glee. My day ahead, a day of comfort and fun, I play with my family till our great day is done. Our own special touches to make it our own, our toys and memories, our doodads and phones. Building with my dad, painting nails with my mom, movies outdoors, indoors all fun. I come home after a long day of school and relaxing and playing is the rule. My family is special, my friends are special and my home is special. Good days and bad, I will be glad to have a home.