Two Homes

I have two places that I call home. One has my dad, one has my mom. Home is a place where you can stay warm. I feel bad for the people that do not have shelter. Home is the best place to be, because you eat, play, and sleep there. We all need a home. At my mom’s, I’m free like a bird! My mom says I have too much freedom, but she loves me so much. At my dad’s, I wish for more. I’m only there 4 times a month! I appreciate our time together.