Home Poem

A poem of home could not contain the feelings I feel while I’m here not alone. With my family that make up my home. a place to share, a place to grow, a place to live, a place to know, I am accepted and I am known. I will never truly be alone, for here with my friends, and here with my family Everyone here understands me. When I am sad, and just feeling bad, My family are here to lift me, Now high up to the sky I will soon fly. like a bird free on the wind, this feeling will never die. Not having a frown I won't come down, I will stay in this feeling, forever and now, I'll stay with this feeling called home.