What My Home Means to Me

My home is the greatest blessing, It's full of many memories, There are many funny stories, That I’m sure are quite embarrassing. I am thankful to my parents for all that they have done, They gave me great happiness; I wish I could show my thankfulness. I do know that with my home and family I definitely hit the homerun. Sometimes I can’t help but thinking, About those who don’t have a home, And so that is why I’m here writing this poem. I hope this poem could help someone; one day I wish to see them smiling.