I'm grateful I have a home

My home is where I learned to walk, and to talk. It’s where I learned to ride a bike and it’s something I really like. When I go inside I beam with pride. Big or small, Rich or poor. I know I have a lot more, I wish that those that have none, Could have way more than a ton. There's always going to be crying, There's going to be some whining But there are many moments you will cherish And memories to share whenever you wish.