Without a home

A home is like a heart We all need one to live Every day I feel downcast I don't know why I can't be blissful I have clothes But they are ripped I have fare to eat But I get it out of a can I think I know why I feel sad and can't feel glad I have no home And no place to Call my own That’s why I cry It's no lie I have family Just me and my sister I understand why I am sad I have no home I don't think I can be glad I have a hole in my heart we all deserve a home even if we are tall or small everybody suffers at times but this time it matters more than ever it's winter and people out there are suffering they have no place to live they have no food, no coat there are always problems in life I try to do my part to help out people in need I hope writing this poem Will help show that everybody Deserves a manor in life.