Home is...

Home Is… Home is a place for fun and play To enjoy yourself every day. Home isn’t just a roof and four walls It’s the arm stretched out to catch when you fall. It’s always there, summer, fall, winter or spring It’s like a nest where a bird grows wings. And even if you need to leave Home stays with you, never to cease. Home is something you can’t take away It brightens up anyone’s day. Home can travel near and far It’s like a good version of a scar. Home is needed, deserved by all So people have support when they fall. I write this poem with love and hope ‘Cause no one on the streets should need to cope. Everyone should know the meaning of home And deserves one just like my own!