What Home Means to Me
When I come home from a good day of school,
I open the door of my house,
and the smell of pizza drifts in my nose,
and I ask my mom "Did you make pizza?"
"Yes," she says with a grin.
After dinner, I go upstairs and get dressed for bed.
I love home sweet home.
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