How Home Feels to Me

Every night and day, I appreciate that I have a place to stay. A place that I can call my own, a place I call my home. I’m grateful I have a happy home, with lots of love, and joyous family, even though sometimes it can get a little calamity. My favourite thing to do at home, is laugh and hang with my big bro. Yes, I love my family with all my heart, but sometimes they can be a little tart. My home is my favourite place to be, because at home I feel free. I have two homes, and with that I'm lucky, but for some people it's not that sunny. Some people don't have a home, so I wrote this poem to show they’re not alone. Please don’t judge, I know it’s cringy, but I'd like to help with people in need.