The Meaning of Home

Homes are not just buildings They are not just walls They are our safe place Where we can stand up tall I look outside my window I see a child on the street I think of how thankful I am To have my home to me I cuddle in my bed I hug parents tight I roam around my home Not knowing how far I’ll go I sit down on my chair I drink some yummy hot chocolate I put the heater beside me And put my feet above it I know some people are poor I hope that they can rest I hope they’ll soon get homes And live life to the best