Home A Place To Stay

Four walls or more, a roof completely waterproof, having a loaf of bread insuring I am feed, sleeping in a bed my pillow is red, that’s where I rest my head, time with family, love like a dove from way up above, all are why I call my home a place to stay. Maybe all day always all night not any fight sleeping without a fright, nothing bad in my line of sight. My mother first, second and third brother my dog and two cats a fish but no other. Dad is quite bad he is in jail don’t know the bail, I hope he has a smooth sail, but mom is the bomb. Building snow forts throwing snowballs far from airports or any cohorts, fights with water guns as the flowing but freezing water puts us in stun can’t even run that’s what I call fun. An ac and furnace, running water, an oven and stove just outside a car to be drove, all making home a place to stay.